Surrogates - The Filthy Critic

Surrogates, as reviewed by The Filthy Critic

"Surrogates finally ends when, as the music swells, Willis types three passwords into a computer as a countdown timer goes to zero. Whooo! That's exciting. I liked it so much I went directly to my local cybercafÈ and watched fat guys in sweatpants do it some more. It's exciting stuff. Once the surrogates are destroyed, everyone comes out of their homes to see the world. They aren't so fat and atrophied that they can't walk. They aren't blinded by the light. They're ready to get a latte at Starbucks.

Surrogates is fucking awful. It's a braindead piece of shit, the kind best seen as a double feature at a $2 theater after huffing glue. Or after you're dead."