Dr. Helen Benson is summoned to a military facility with several other scientists when an alien spacecraft of sorts arrives in New York City. Aboard is a human-like alien and a giant robot of immense size and power. The alien identifies himself as Klaatu and says he has come to save the Earth. The US military and political authorities see him as a threat however and decide to use so-called intensive interrogation techniques on him but Dr. Benson decides to facilitate his escape. When she learns exactly what he means when he says he is there to save the Earth, she tries to convince him to change his intentions.Written by
As in the 1951 original, Klaatu was going to travel in a spaceship, but Scott Derrickson wanted the extraterrestrial aspect of the film to be more mysterious, and replaced the ship with a glowing orb. See more »
When Klaatu is standing in the interrogation room after putting on the suit, the interrogator's right hand is still on the machine. In the next shot, his hand is on his leg. See more »
There must be alternatives. You must have some technology that could solve our problem.
Your problem is not technology. The problem is you. You lack the will to change.
Then help us change.
I cannot change your nature. You treat the world as you treat each other.
But every civilization reaches a crisis point eventually.
Most of them don't make it.
Yours did. How?
Our sun was dying. We had to evolve in order to survive.
So it was only when your world was threated with destruction that you became...
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This film is lost, lost, lost, and going nowhere. It has been misconceived, has no point, is overdone like a burnt steak, and just think of all the money they wasted on producing this rambling, directionless, self-indulgent failure. Strangely enough, I rather liked the central performance by Keanu Reeves as the visiting alien. Some people might say it was wooden and inexpressive. But it was chillingly convincing, and more or less the way an alien of that sort would act (I know several, they come from a rival planet, and would never be allowed on mine). I actually admired the sturdy determination of Reeves to maintain continuity of mood throughout this mayhem, where crazy things were happening all around him and he had to put up with Jennifer Connelly and her obnoxious, thoroughly revolting brat. Why on earth (even if it were standing still) did anyone choose Jennifer Connelly for the role of the woman? (One cannot call her the 'love interest' because Keanu Reeves, as an alien with no expression, is above such things, or below them, or whatever.) Even when they are trapped in a car on long dangerous drives, looking at each other meaningfully, the meaning has nothing to do with males and females but more to do with dogs and cats. Connelly looks haunted, but for the wrong reasons. She seems not to have slept in ten years. She really should take a holiday and freshen up. Why are her eyes so sunken and tired? She does not add any zip to the action, she makes us want to go have a nap or we will look like her. Reeves has never looked better, even when he was a young buck with doe eyes (is that a contradiction?) The DVD of this film offers us the original film starring Michael Rennie as an extra. 'Oldies but goodies!' Bring back the days when they knew how to make a science fiction film properly for only a tiny budget and impress the hell out of us! The worst thing about the film is the appalling son of Jennifer Connelly. I don't want to mention the unfortunate boy actor's name, I just want to point out that the whole thing stinks. What is this obsession they have in Hollywood with putting disgusting children in every film who then have to be worshipped by cringeing, apologetic, neurotic parents? Is it because all parents are now cringeing and neurotic? Or all children have now become that offensive, sneering, sulky, and arrogant? And has anyone noticed that Connelly is as white as parchment while her 'son' is, well, what shall I say? I don't want to commit a 'hate crime' by pointing out that he differs rather extremely in hue. As we all know, we aren't permitted anymore to mention any skin colour other than white without getting arrested. But isn't this carrying black tokenism in films to insane extremes? What a mess. Further comment about this meandering, unfocused, pointless exercise in cinematic vanity would be an offense to those electrons who sacrifice their lives to appear on our computer screens. Or should I now say those liquid crystals who offer themselves for annihilation on the altar of a potassium carbonate plastic glass, so that we may all read and write in cyberspace? This is a sci fi review, after all. (And as for the plague of metal locusts in the film, come on! Let's get unreal!)
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