The biggest mistake this movie made was to film Taylor Lautner like a hearthrob, alienating any heterosexual male who opted to step into this movie. No doubt there's no denying his appeal over the other sex, but when this movie made it all about him, that's where it tanked the most.
Director John Singleton has a panache for style especially when it comes to leading men in movies. But I thought this was over done.
While the movie had a good storyline with great supporting cast that were more interesting than the two leads - such as Sigourney Weavers, Maria Bello, Alfred Molina and Jason Isaacs; Lautner seemed to have been pushed to the forefront because of how the camera was forced to love him.
Too many scenes involved Lautner posing and even more of him in close-up shots (like a bad version of M. Night's movies). There was even one with his silhoutte just simply putting on a jacket, and then I cringed further into my seat.
There was also a good base for action and suspense, but somehow Singleton couldn't bring out any genuine effects and had to rely a lot on camera action and background soundtrack. And again, loopholes were everywhere but fortunately nothing too jarring.
But while Lautner and Lily Collins had enough chemistry onscreen, I thought Lautner was a miscast. He looked too old to be a highschool student, moreso with his incredible physique (and I say this with pure manly appreciation).
The movie would probably have fared much better with a different lead, one that didn't have to be related with Twilight in any way.
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