

Except for a key character coming up with a nice DIY electromagnet, much of the mayhem could have been transplanted easily from a horror cheapie of a knifeman stalking dumb high-schoolers through dark corridors (which, at one point here are literally awash in red blood).

Eliot poetry, Hollow Man breaks down as a potentially intelligent sci-fi shocker that goes disappointingly down the maniac-slasher route in the end. Well…okay, nice that some good came out of Hollow Man.īesides being a nice search-engine trigger that just might – mind you I said might – lead bloodthirsty kiddies to T.S.

all revealed in stunning, living colour – special f/x supervisor Greg Anderson claimed he even participated in cadaver dissections to get the look just right, and there was talk of using the very same visualizing technology in anatomy labs. This invisible guy doesn’t just do a fade-dissolve like in the old analogue f/x days he pixelates in and out of oblivion with veins, musculature, nerves, bones etc. Wells’ novel, that being invisible will make even a smart science chap go loony and homicidal with power – he brought to bear state-of-the-art CGI that was Hollywood’s shiny new toy circa the turn of the 20th century. In tackling the invisible-man theme – here mostly unchanged from the basic concept of the H.G. Paul Verhoeven is rarely a director to do anything by half-measures.
