Meh...

Rating: 5/10 (22 January 2007)

On the surface, this movie sounds like gold. Flocks of birds attack a coastal town. Simple, yet effective. Plus, it's attached to the name Hitchcock.
But something about this movie didn't quite sit with me. Maybe it was the fact that it set up this big mystery, yet never even tried to solve it. Why have these birds suddenly turned hostile? We don't know, and apparently, we don't care. Never mind the fact that if we took a moment to figure out what was going on, we might also figure out how to, I don't know...make them stop killing us? Maybe it was the fact that Veronica Cartwright seriously needed some acting lessons. I've said it before and I'll say it again - was it really that hard to find a child who could act in the 50's and 60's? Or maybe it was the end. How may of you remember the old Saturday Night Live? You know, the good ones. Remember those sketches where it was obvious the writers had no idea how to end it, so they just made John Belushi randomly have a heart attack? It's kind of like that.
In the end, I've seen worse. I've also seen a lot better.