Twilight has a lot to answer for. This year alone, the turgid dreariness that is the Twilight Saga has inspired Beastly, Red Riding Hood and Dreamworks Pictures I Am Number Four. The later is a cross between Smallville (teen alien wrestles with the onset of super powers, unrequited puppy love and school issues) and Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles (teen moves covertly from one town to another with unstoppable killers in pursuit). The problem is, if you're doing a High School/Small Town drama you want the wit, originality, realism and energy of Buffy, not Smallville.
I Am Number Four is dull, lifeless and predictable for the most part. The cast are dull with Alex Pettyfer being fine but unremarkable, Timothy Olyphantastic ditto, and Dianna Agron being sweetly pretty but not much else.
It's only when the only character with a personality, Teresa Palmer (hot, sassy, cynical and kickass), turns up along with the bad guys (like evil Kryptonians...or rejects villains from I Come In Peace) in the last 25 minutes do things become interesting...and that's over with pretty quickly. Then, like the smug leading man, the film arrogantly sets itself up for a sequel, which it'll never get.
Glossy, well made, unimaginative, teen crap.
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