Unmitigated mind raping dross.

Rating: 1/10 (8 October 2009)

I cannot for the life of me understand why anyone would bother to watch more than 20 minutes of this unmitigated mind raping dross.
What sheer fun it is to watch a video game, normally interactively played, unfold lazily before our very eyes with the same lack of storyline, acting or logical resolution to its various silly plot points. An allegory to the the human drama know as apartheid? If you'd want to make an allegory to that, you surely wouldn't want to set it in Johannesburg would you? That's like making an allegory to Nazi Germany while filming a tale set in.. Nazi Germany! This kind of stupidity doesn't bother anyone anymore!? Aliens who eat cat food as an allegory to drug use? Do all you ten-voters still watch Sesame Street too or something? Excuse me while I try to unclench this clamping face palm.
D9 is nothing more than a completely farcical and generic action fodder hailed as the second coming of Christ featuring the most nauseating and irritating style of filming known as mockumentary with actors bereft of any professional acting skills and a script which is roughly made up on the spot with an f-bomb galore to hide the fact that the screenwriter pridefully signed off when he was told to quit being such a pain in the butt. "It's only a movie man", or so he was told.
No, no one is bothered by this. We turn off our brains as we laud the FX puppeteer for serving us yet another upgrade in CGI rendering as we cry ourselves to sleep from the joy that is living in these blissful times where real emotion is thankfully replaced by bandwagon hype and comfortable contrivances that wouldn't even cut it on EastEnders anymore. How terribly complacent it is to not have to worry about an actual sensible three act structure when you've got all this marketing budget to throw around allowing you to already cash in on the prefabricated acclaim and Pavlov conditioning of the crowds way before the movie is even actually screened.
3/10