Director:
Christopher SmithGuión:
Christopher SmithCámara:
Danny CohenReparto:
Franka Potente, Sean Harris, Vas Blackwood, Jeremy Sheffield, Ken Campbell, Joe Anderson, Paul Rattray, Kelly Scott, Spencer Hawken, Debora Weston (más)Sinopsis(1)
London, midnight, on a cold evening. Unable to find a taxi, Kate (Franka Potente) heads for the Underground. She takes a seat away from the crowd of late-night revellers and waits for the last train. Before long she drifts off to sleep… and wakes to find everyone gone. She momentarily panics until another train pulls in. She boards, unnerved that she's the only passenger, but relieved at last to be on her way. Halfway through the tunnel the train jerks to a violent halt. The lights shut off and the train is plunged into darkness. Kate screams… she is trapped, in the dark… and she is not alone… her nightmare has only just begun. (Pathé Distribution UK)
(más)Reseñas (4)
Franka Potente de pelo amarillo con un vestido amarillo floreado recorre los túneles del metro de Londres y, en lugar de salir con George Clooney, que es a donde se dirigía, sale con un mutante humano horriblemente deformado, al que le encanta violar a mujeres en una silla ginecológica con un machete grande y afilado. Christopher Smith no logra crear ni siquiera una pizca de la angustiosa atmósfera ambiental que John Landis creó en algunos minutos de su Un hombre lobo americano en Londres (1981); y las primeras emociones del espectador llegan sólo con la aparición del asco y la brutalidad. Así que un triste caso similar al de la nueva La matanza de Texas, donde al menos no tuvimos que esperar los dos primeros tercios enteros de la película para estas «agradecidas» emociones del público.
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I don’t understand the aversion towards this film, I think it’s a fairly good, little horror flick. But I have a weak spot for stories set in underground spaces, so it’s possible that it doesn’t work on other people. For me 70%
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At first nothing happens and the movie’s head is kept above water only thanks to the “story’s" appealing atmosphere, then we comes one really snappy line, but nothing else happens. Then the fount of all evil comes on the scene and... and nothing happens again, then at last some unintentionally funny scenes come along and then, mercifully, it’s the end. The picture isn’t saved by having Franka Potente in it or by having a social lesson at the end ,-) One of those movies that show that even a movie lasting less than ninety minutes can be far too long.
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Metro is a British-German production that plays it safe, covering familiar ground. It is a predictable horror movie the viewer has seen many times before. Moments of suspense are interspersed with moments of relative boredom. Here and there, someone dies horribly, and then it just ends.
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