Being that we live in an era where on screen entertainment has been plagued by a seemingly incurable outbreak of detective genred programs, “Robocop’s” theatrical release could not have come at a more unappealing time. However, even if the crime fighting fad were to still be in its prime, the film would turn few heads due to its almost intentional exclusion of basic film making principals (thorough character and plot development) and nonexistent wow factor. In short, “Robocop” may be the worst film to hit theaters in the past year. The film flows about as well as a creek during drought season-not very much at all.
The year is 2028. Omnicorp, a company specializing in “robot soldier drone” technology has been pushing congress to permit the replacement of human law enforcement officers with their computerized super soldiers, a transition that would bring the company more money than they could imagine and “save countless American lives.” When criticized for their willingness to deploy terminator-esche soldiers with no conscience unto civilized streets, Omnicorp decides to create a product that the public can accept-one that expresses human thought and demonstrates the strength of bio-mechanics engineering. For this, they will need a candidate.
(Skipping past the films weak back-story)
Officer Alex J. Murphy (Joel Kinnaman) was critically injured when his car exploded (an attempt to assassinate the detective by a suspect in an ongoing investigation) feet from where he was standing. Having been convinced by Omnicorp that her husbands only chances of living would be to undergo their experimental procedure, his wife Clara Murphy (Abbie Cornish) signs the connect forms and patiently awaits her husbands return.
(Fast forwarding through more unnecessary plot)
The surgery was successful, in most aspects and officer Murphy has been reinstated to the police force, this time, as a cyborg. Will the young officer find tranquility in his new lifestyle or be overcome by the new life he has been given? In this economy it would be unwise to spend your money on a film like this, so Google the answer if you’re curios.
When broken down and sectioned off, “Robocop’s” story line reads like an exciting revitalization of a classic series. In reality, it is difficult to bear. Amidst the directionless character developments and bouncy plot development the film has very little to offer audiences. Its title actor, Kinnaman, gives off an uncomfortably similar vibe to Hayden Christensen in Star Wars and doesn’t quite nail the state of emotion that someone who’s lung and heart are their only remaining body parts would be experiencing. Abbie Cornish’s performance is tolerable, but below her pay grade none the less and Samuel Jackson is, well, Samuel Jackson-not much more can be said.
Ultimately, “Robocop” is the flop film of the year that even the sci-fi channel may be hesitant to add to its weekend disaster film roster. It feels unfinished, and is painful to watch. It is the type of film that one may see and question why no crew member saw the final cut and thought, “we can’t show this.”