starring The Rock, Karl Urban, Rosamund Pike, DeObia Oparei
screenplay by David Callaham and Wesley Strick
directed by Andrzej Bartkowiak
starring Ewan McGregor, Naomi Watts, Ryan Gosling, Janeane Garofalo
screenplay by David Benioff
directed by Marc Forster
by Walter Chaw For a split second, the clouds part and I think I've kenned a glimmer of an idea in Andrzej Bartkowiak's video game adaptation Doom that doesn't involve homoerotic gun worship or ripping off everything from Aliens save its humanity. Semper Fi, gung ho, muscle-bound jarhead Sarge (Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson) takes it upon himself to order his own mini-Mai Lai because he's a stickler for details, and his stock marines balk to varying degrees of morality-inspired mutiny. Suddenly, and just for that split second, Doom of all things becomes Casualties of War (and, in fact, literalizes that film's tagline of "In war, innocence is the first casualty"), and although what's leading up to the moment isn't that great, I was ready to roll with this totally unexpected, thought-provoking tickle. Alas--it flees like hope so often does, leaving fifteen minutes of semi-gory first-person perspective to simulate the first-person perspective of the video game (marking this as the first--and probably last--time someone thought that ripping off Uwe Boll was a good idea), ending with the sort of mano-a-mano showdown between its warring alpha males that everyone's seen enough of by now.