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Friday 1 October 2010

Alone In The Dark

If you saw Uwe Boll's attempt to film Alone In The Dark, even if you didn't watch it all the way through like most people, you would likely be aware that it's among the poorer efforts to adapt a video game for the big screen. And there's some competition there.

It was particularly notable for being the grave of my long-standing (admittedly one-sided) love affair with the wonderful Christian Slater, and also for being a film that impressively managed to ignore the fact that to be called 'Alone In The Dark', you really need a character who is alone, or indeed in the dark.

Not mincing around a pack of unconvincingly CG'd devil doggies, or fondling a lady friend inexplicably to the sound of Neneh Cherry and Youssou N'Dour's Seven Seconds.

If you have seen it, or if you have been burned by Mr Boll before, then you may find this article explains a lot.