In an ideal world, someone would have spoken out about Battle Los Angeles at the script stage. Not a single minute goes by without the use of a cliché and the cheese is layered on so thick the film has practically turned into a block of Stilton by the end. In this day and age, such heavy use of cliché is inexcusable and lazy, especially when it’s so on the nose.
The film is also exhausting. With nearly 2 solid hours of explosions and gunfire, I couldn’t help but think the movie was more an exercise in endurance than entertainment. Despite a couple of fairly decent set pieces during the first half, boredom set in by the second hour, with the movie never elevating itself above the boom, crash, bang, rat-a-tat-tat of the bog standard and repetitive battle scenes.
I felt like I was in the cinema for days.
2/5
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