Originally published on metropolis.co.jp on June 2012

When New York City is nuked, a gaggle of stereotypical survivors find themselves locked in their apartment house basement with an overacting Rosanna Arquette. Jeez, just vaporize me. In what director Xavier Gen clearly intended as an artful analysis of the degradation of human civility, they act increasingly badly toward each other. This mentally toxic, over-scored and incoherently edited ick-fest is full of plot holes, aimless divergences and crappy acting (Michael Biehn: why?). Neither cerebrally nor viscerally appealing, this is just plain cringe-inducing, unrelenting ugliness.