Charlton Heston is not a good actor. We know this, we've seen the roles he plays, the incredible limitation of his acting range - this is one ham that does not taste any better with age.
The Omega Man is a (then) fashionably downbeat view of the future, complete with slang that has aged just as well as the cheston himself. It could be somewhat believable that a plague could happen - it is somehow realistic that the only person apparently left is a pompous, arrogant, self-righteous self-obsessed windbag. However, it is unlikely that that the rest of the surviving population would be turned into photosensitive Bauhaus groupies.
What follows is a film-by-numbers morality play that wavers between the unintentionally funny and the downright predictable.
It would have been immensely more apt to have Richard Matheson's book in a crucifixion pose by the end and save charlton an hour in make-up.
The Omega Man is a (then) fashionably downbeat view of the future, complete with slang that has aged just as well as the cheston himself. It could be somewhat believable that a plague could happen - it is somehow realistic that the only person apparently left is a pompous, arrogant, self-righteous self-obsessed windbag. However, it is unlikely that that the rest of the surviving population would be turned into photosensitive Bauhaus groupies.
What follows is a film-by-numbers morality play that wavers between the unintentionally funny and the downright predictable.
It would have been immensely more apt to have Richard Matheson's book in a crucifixion pose by the end and save charlton an hour in make-up.