I thought The Omega Man could be a truly interesting movie, but I was painfully wrong. While the punch of Planet of the Apes or Soylent Green are reduced largely because everyone already knows the ending, this movie simply isn't very good.
It's poorly assembled, where numerous times, the filmmakers substituted still photographs of Los Angeles to convey how empty the city is, but it fails, because they're obviously still photographs. The costumes for the family are silly, and they are so absurd that they hardly make for credible villains. The acting is wooden, from Heston, Anthony Zerbe, and Rosalind Cash, and the script is just stupid. After about 10 minutes of Heston making jokes about being alone, you'll want to turn it off. You really should.
There's decent post-apocalyptic fare out there, but this isn't it. This is in retrospect, Charlton Heston's 98 minute advertisement for the importance of always carrying machine guns complete with a mixture of odd blaxploitation and lessons that aren't learned.
It's poorly assembled, where numerous times, the filmmakers substituted still photographs of Los Angeles to convey how empty the city is, but it fails, because they're obviously still photographs. The costumes for the family are silly, and they are so absurd that they hardly make for credible villains. The acting is wooden, from Heston, Anthony Zerbe, and Rosalind Cash, and the script is just stupid. After about 10 minutes of Heston making jokes about being alone, you'll want to turn it off. You really should.
There's decent post-apocalyptic fare out there, but this isn't it. This is in retrospect, Charlton Heston's 98 minute advertisement for the importance of always carrying machine guns complete with a mixture of odd blaxploitation and lessons that aren't learned.