Kiefer Sutherland
The 1998 Dark City is nearly a nightmare-fueled neo-noir masterpiece.
Flatliners is a terrible remake of an already bad movie, whose basis is genuinely interesting but the vision poorly conceived.
In the days of the revisionist Western, sometimes a throwback to the simple pleasures of the genre’s oldest delights are all that are needed. The only problem with revisiting old cliches is that no amount of nostalgia or charm can make them feel original again, and if performed without either, it comes across as laboured box-ticking in order to fulfil genre requirements. Forsaken unfortunately is the latter, possessing an initial kitsch charm that wears thin quickly when it transpires the film has no unique tricks up its sleeve.