Well, what can I say...?
Started off as what seemed like a good storyline idea and so I thought I was in for a good film, especially with gorgeous Vera Farmiga being in it (although, as it turns out, her appearance was, sadly, only briefly at each of the start and the end).
Like the train in the movie, the story became a runaway disaster... more and more far-fetched and ridiculous as time passed.
Neeson's character (although supposedly 60 years of age) looked older even than the actor's true age of 66 at the making of this movie. Ridiculously, the character must have possessed Marvel comics style mutant/superhuman powers, having the combined physical fitness of what would have to have been (given what he went through) equivalent to that of dozens of gold-medal Olympic athletes.
Furthermore, he showed not too many bumps and bruises for it all at the end of all his troubles. His clothing was also all pretty much intact with barely a torn seam to be seen!
The train-crash effects were well done although typically predictive and thus oh-so-boring now.
To cap it all off, the final straw was to force upon us the cringe of an hilariously silly "I'm Spartacus" moment towards the end.
Don't get me wrong, I like Neeson, I like Farmiga (yummmm), I like Jonathan Banks and I - sort of - like Sam Neill, and Patrick Wilson is 'okay'... but this movie became nothing but an utter disappointment after such an interesting beginning idea.
I think the highlight of the movie was a very cleverly designed roll of end-of-film credits, laid out in London schematic Tube Map style format (as designed by Harry Beck in 1931). So, for that I'll add an extra rating point, plus another one for Vera Farmiga.
So, final total for me... a (lucky) 5/10 rating.
Started off as what seemed like a good storyline idea and so I thought I was in for a good film, especially with gorgeous Vera Farmiga being in it (although, as it turns out, her appearance was, sadly, only briefly at each of the start and the end).
Like the train in the movie, the story became a runaway disaster... more and more far-fetched and ridiculous as time passed.
Neeson's character (although supposedly 60 years of age) looked older even than the actor's true age of 66 at the making of this movie. Ridiculously, the character must have possessed Marvel comics style mutant/superhuman powers, having the combined physical fitness of what would have to have been (given what he went through) equivalent to that of dozens of gold-medal Olympic athletes.
Furthermore, he showed not too many bumps and bruises for it all at the end of all his troubles. His clothing was also all pretty much intact with barely a torn seam to be seen!
The train-crash effects were well done although typically predictive and thus oh-so-boring now.
To cap it all off, the final straw was to force upon us the cringe of an hilariously silly "I'm Spartacus" moment towards the end.
Don't get me wrong, I like Neeson, I like Farmiga (yummmm), I like Jonathan Banks and I - sort of - like Sam Neill, and Patrick Wilson is 'okay'... but this movie became nothing but an utter disappointment after such an interesting beginning idea.
I think the highlight of the movie was a very cleverly designed roll of end-of-film credits, laid out in London schematic Tube Map style format (as designed by Harry Beck in 1931). So, for that I'll add an extra rating point, plus another one for Vera Farmiga.
So, final total for me... a (lucky) 5/10 rating.