Red Planet: Critic Reviews

What human speech manages to break through the tedious, impenetrable jargon is so compressed and weighted with exposition that it feels more like notes for an outline than actual conversation.

Red Planet seems powered by a 'Cool Stuff' aesthetics -- it's full of bits and pieces that don't add up to anything or make much of an impression.

The story's strong point isn't psychological depth or complex relationships, but brainy scientists trying to think their way out of a box that grows smaller every minute.

Feels a lot like a B-movie from the 1950s.

As dull and arid as a hike through the desert.

Red Planet isn't as bad as the year's first abysmal Martian movie, Mission to Mars, but it's pretty close.

The cast outclasses the material.

Atrocious dialogue, gross cliches, absurd plot twists and ludicrous orchestral flourishes.

Despite the persuasive scenery, director Antony Hoffman can't figure out a way to build scenes, or momentum, or much of anything.

Red Planet isn't particularly offensive, except in its total mediocrity.

There's precious little sense of adventure, suspense or excitement and no sense of fun.

Zero gravity.

Red Planet's lack of original ideas locks it into a decaying orbit.

Even when the astronauts are running out of oxygen, they still insist on espousing their theories about life, science and God. Had the movie any sexual or racial tension, it could pass itself off as "The Real World: Mars."

The film’s dearth of imagination is nowhere more evident than in the flat, tepid dialogue.

As B films go, Red Planet has its heart in the right place.

In a choice of lesser evils, you could do a whole lot worse... While it never climbs very high, it survives because we know how much further it could fall.

Yawn. Another boring trip to Mars.

The only fun in Red Planet is trying to spot the reflections of the camera and crew in the smoothly-polished faceplates of the astronauts.

Look for Red Planet to crash as resoundingly at the box office as its heroes do on Mars.

Nobody who hasn't spent time in an asylum could have believed that this film was ever going to amount to anything.

Red Planet convincingly demonstrates that the shadow side of science is scary - very scary indeed.

...we travel fifty million miles to reach a new world, and we get rock music and cockroaches?

No solamente es una mala pelicula, sino un verdadero desperdicio de tiempo y dinero que no se le recomienda a nadie en su sano juicio

...a little more convincing and plausible than its predecessor, even if it is not enough reason to actually recommend the follow-up either.