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DOA: Dead or Alive / Phillip Stephens

In my loftier moments I’ve often wondered if there are any truly redeeming merits to be found in writing about movies. Trying to gauge an art form is a tenuous business, especially when most of our intellectual traditions accept relativism to the degree that ours does. Often film reviews are mired in a subjectivity that bashes or defends their charge based on expectation, personal preference, or any myriad of reasons that can’t rightly fit into an objective mold, even if we assume one exists at all.

To further muddle things, what does one make of a film’s self-consciousness, of its actively choosing style or content that can’t help but draw derision from those who’d judge it against? Is it ridiculous to take a subject matter seriously when those responsible had no intention of extending the viewer the same courtesy?

My point in bringing all this up — DOA: Dead or Alive, a film based on a series of fighting games, is so bad it defies description. Truly, there’s not one line of dialogue that doesn’t grate in your head like bagpipes in a garbage disposal, not one cheap, gratuitous shot of nubile flesh that doesn’t make your eyes roll, not one plot incongruity that doesn’t make you question the existence of a benevolent deity.

The plot is so repellant that I’m not going to waste precious seconds of my life rehashing it. Suffice to say: three women, all of whom are ambulatory tits with no higher-brain function, compete in a fighting tournament and kung-fu kick the Christ out of each other while an evil Eric Roberts (of-fucking-course it’s Eric Roberts) plans to take over the world with sunglasses that can predict the future. Also, Jaime Pressly is top-billed. It’s so ridiculous it just might have worked …

The thing is, there are already hordes of apologists for Dead or Alive who are positively hailing the film for exactly the same reasons I would decry it, mostly those primordial twats who haunt the IMDb message boards: “This movie isn’t trying to win any awards, so why not have fun with it JAYKAYLOLBBQ?” It sounds reasonable, sure, but I personally have a hard time having “fun” with a film that causes me to hate the rest of humanity for tacitly endorsing said fun in such vapid, visceral terms. If you want bikinied bimbos, get some porn; if you want ludicrous kung-fu violence and its accompanying aesthetic, play the same video game this crap is based on; if you want to see Eric Roberts ever work again, please keep that knowledge to yourself and hide your shame from the rest of the world until you’re dead.

Self-conscious stupidity is still stupidity, people, and Dead or Alive is so stupid it would give ass-cancer to lab rats. It’s too big a risk to say that in the proper context this film could be enjoyed, because that context could range from sheer mental ineptitude to the imbibement of lethal quantities of alcohol. Is it fair to ask someone to effectively cripple their cerebrum in the off chance that they would maybe derive some pleasure from this ignominy? I fucking hope not.

Phillip Stephens is the lead critic for Pajiba. He lives in Fayetteville, AR.


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Comments

Wait, this movie is out? I haven't seen shit about it since the teaser was released a year ago. Not that I care, though. You would have to pay me a lot of money to see this.

Posted by: the_Wakeful at June 13, 2007 2:36 PM

Yay! First!...on the DOA column...wait,wait....shit.

Posted by: gmoff at June 13, 2007 2:37 PM

Something tells me that this will be playing all over my town theaters. And yet, not one in a 50 mile radius is playing Waitress . Irony is cruel.

Posted by: bonnie at June 13, 2007 2:48 PM

the STICKERS.

Posted by: nexus 6 at June 13, 2007 2:50 PM

Wow..... Scathing.

Posted by: Ross at June 13, 2007 3:16 PM

Sorry, but I never roll my eyes at cheap, gratuitous shots of nubile flesh, lest I miss said shots.

Posted by: TL at June 13, 2007 3:28 PM

The movie is so bad that just the review of it gave me ass cancer!

(Great column, by the way.)

Posted by: David at June 13, 2007 3:31 PM

"...sunglasses that can predict the future"? Any relation to the evil bowler hat from Meet the Robinsons? Not only has another bad movie been released into the world, but I'm starting to feel depressed because my mousepad has no larger ambitions.

Posted by: gloom raider at June 13, 2007 3:56 PM

like bagpipes in a garbage disposal

I love you.

so stupid it would give ass-cancer to lab rats

I want to have your babies.

Posted by: Jerce at June 13, 2007 4:00 PM

This is the greatest review in the history of mankind.

Posted by: Chez at June 13, 2007 4:00 PM

Just as Hollywood movies reach new lows, the writing on Pajiba reaches new highs.

Hilarious. You can move into my spare room.

Posted by: Cris at June 13, 2007 4:03 PM

"if you want to see Eric Roberts ever work again, please keep that knowledge to yourself and hide your shame from the rest of the world until you're dead."

You should see his imdb profile. He's got about 8 movies already coming out next year. I can't imagine that any of them could be this bad. I watched this movie for about fifteen minutes before I gave up and turned it off. I never do that (I have a bit of a completionist complex), but for this movie, I just couldn't take anymore. It's as bad as Phillip says it is, and worse. Trust me.

Posted by: rez at June 13, 2007 4:38 PM

So, what you're saying is I SHOULDN'T buy the special edition DOA: Dead or ALive DVD with Hologram cover?

Posted by: Manny at June 13, 2007 4:41 PM

Spare room, hell. You can move into my bedroom.

Posted by: isabelle at June 13, 2007 4:45 PM

If you want bikinied bimbos, get some porn; if you want ludicrous kung-fu violence and its accompanying aesthetic, play the same video game this crap is based on; if you want to see Eric Roberts ever work again, please keep that knowledge to yourself and hide your shame from the rest of the world until you're dead.

Out. Of. The. Park. Hats off to you, sir.


Also, gloom raider: I'm starting to feel depressed because my mousepad has no larger ambitions. Hee! ...On the other hand, my stapler has been looking rather shifty-eyed of late. Keep your friends close, and your anthropomorphic office accessories closer, that's what I always say.

Posted by: alannaofdoom at June 13, 2007 5:08 PM

I cannot decide whom I love more: the reviewers or the commenters on Pajiba. This thread has saved a dismal afternoon of legal cubicalism. Thanks for rescuing me.

I want to put you all on my list of five freebies for unapologized for sex fantasies. Oh, and you all would replace Eric Roberts, but he is but a distant memory. I did him when we were both hot, lo those many years ago...

Posted by: rudy at June 13, 2007 5:20 PM

"primordial twats".

I must now go fall on my sword. I will never be the greatest writer alive. Oh, the agony!

Posted by: Vi at June 13, 2007 5:30 PM

Dude.

Eric Roberts rules.

He once said in an interview his sister makes terrible films.

Posted by: Dario at June 13, 2007 5:54 PM

I saw this movie a few months ago and I actually liked it. Now before you go on yelling at me, you have to realize that it was with all my childhood friends that grew up watching the Mortal Kombat movies and we were all getting trashed and pointing out the many parts that they just copied. I guess it would have to be hard to not copy a movie when there both based off basically the same game.

I will have to at least give people the chance to watch it when the mood for a craptastic (albeit a mediocre one) movie hits.

Posted by: Kalemo at June 13, 2007 5:54 PM

If you want bikinied bimbos, get some porn; if you want ludicrous kung-fu violence and its accompanying aesthetic, play the same video game this crap is based on

Trust me, the video game can do both.

Posted by: Vermillion at June 13, 2007 6:24 PM

Isabelle, no need to get all cheap on us. Besides, once he's in my spare room I get to amuse myself by slowly seducing him.

Posted by: Cris at June 13, 2007 8:00 PM

* P. Stephens madly stabbing at telephone pad * "Dustin; Phil here. Say, where do you keep that master list with all the e-mail addresses of our readers? ... No, no reason, just curious. Don't mess with me man, I JUST WANT THE FUCKING LIST." *

Posted by: socalledonlycousins at June 13, 2007 8:07 PM

......mostly those primordial twats who haunt the IMDb message boards..

Thank goodness I am not the only one who feels this way.

Posted by: Candy at June 13, 2007 8:28 PM

should've been DOA-dead on arrival.

Posted by: ashley at June 13, 2007 9:04 PM

^ Rimshot!

Posted by: Me at June 13, 2007 9:52 PM

Is anyone else having trouble concentrating on this awesome review with the new "Celebitrix" ads on both sides? Man, I don't know what's worse, ambulatory tits, ass cancer, shifty-eyed staplers, primordial twats, or these ads...

Posted by: Creepygroovy at June 14, 2007 12:49 AM

I will ignore this negative review and I find Pajiba, most of the time, dead on accurate with reviews. This seriously puts into question my judgement as I watched Ghost Rider on Blu-Ray tonight. Why I accepted the invite contrary to Pajiba's fair warning...

There is NO possible way DOA is worse than Ghost Rider.

I thought Fantastic Four was awful, then I saw Ghost Rider.

I thought DareDevil was awful, then I saw Ghost Rider.
I have not yet seen Elektra but I can't imagine it is worse than Ghost Rider. I refuse to see Cat Woman, but the joke amongst friends after tonights viewing of Ghost Rider was...Cat Woman next week!

Looking at the trailer for DOA, it HAS to better than Ghost Rider.

That should be the TV advertising campaign blurb! "Better than Ghost Rider!"

Posted by: WhoWhatWhere at June 14, 2007 2:05 AM

Sorry no. Not better than Ghost Rider. I think Ghost Rider had some saving graces. The flames looked pretty.

And yes anyone watching this movie can 'effectively cripple their cerebrum'. Walked into the school's AV Room at the end of last term to find some students watching it. (Walked in during some lameass fight scene too. Good lord they couldnt even give me a decent fight scene!)

You can actually feel your IQ just slipping. Sadly it was too late for the students. They were on to the last 10 minutes. The damage was already done. I don't mind watching a little nonsense every now and then (Hell I even put up with Pokemon for my little brothers!) But shit like that just should not be made!

Posted by: Chrissie at June 14, 2007 3:32 AM

I know someone who owns this. His reply to my raised eyebrows was "it's not actually that bad". I'm never speaking to him again, obviously.

Aaaah, so many "Hee"s in one review - you've thoroughly brightened up my morning.

Posted by: Alex the Odd at June 14, 2007 4:35 AM

So....that's a no then?

Honestly, maybe people should just not review video game flicks. Consider them like snuff films. We hear they are out there but have no interest in seeing them or associating with anyone who would.

Posted by: mike at June 14, 2007 8:32 AM

Why...dear God, why would anyone want to make a film out of a video game that wasn't too big on plot to begin with? I could (barely) understand using material from games like FFVII or Halo, but DOA is a G-d damn FIGHTING GAME! It's not supposed to have a plot except as a thin pretext for beating the shit out of each other! You might as well be trying to write a senior thesis on Gunstar Heroes for the Sega Genesis!

And yet, something tells me I'm going to rent it like that Mortal Kombat movie, and laugh at all the ways the movie parodies itself.

*curls up in the corner, sobbing*

Posted by: MrSparkle at June 14, 2007 1:35 PM

Good Lord, DOA has a 43% rating at RottenTomatoes. Still enough to earn a squishy "Rotten" icon overall, but still - 43%?

Posted by: Kimberly at June 14, 2007 3:44 PM

..This..exists?
Somehow I'd miraculously evaded knowing til now.
You..bastards, how could you? Dear god.
Were it not for the review being so damned amusing, I'd be quite cross.

Ugh. I was so very certain I'd already hated humanity as much as I could possibly manage, to. Huh. It may just be time to reinstate my hermitism.

Posted by: the hel at June 15, 2007 1:28 AM

This review makes me very pessimistic about the Soul Calibur movie that I hear is supposed to come out at some point. And MrSparkles wins for invoking Gunstar Heroes. Greatest game ever.

Posted by: madams at June 15, 2007 2:07 AM

I don't understand...DOA? The one starring Devon Aoki etc? It came out in Asia yonks ago. Like...one and a half years ago. And it only just came out in America?

Geez. Time lapse much?

Posted by: jadeite at June 15, 2007 12:27 PM

I just looked it up on IMDB, and even the movie quotes don't make sense.

Bass: Tina! It's showtime!
Tina Armstrong: Dad! Not now I'm in my underwear.
Christie Allen: Which I hate. Why can't you just sleep in the nude like me you'll never know.
Bass: Oh my god.
Tina Armstrong: No dad, she's just another fighter we're just sleeping together.
Bass: Yeah I can see that.
Tina Armstrong: No. I mean we're not sleeping together we're just... sleeping.
Bass: Seems to me like my baby girl's found a special friend. We'll settle it tomorrow sweetie. Nice to meet you miss.
Christie Allen: Oh it's Christie.
Bass: Tina's real name's Christina!
Tina Armstrong: Dad!
Tina Armstrong: Thanks a lot bitch.
Christie Allen: Save your strength sweetheart, big day tomorrow fighting daddy.

Posted by: Lara at June 18, 2007 3:10 PM

So being self-consciously stupid is unacceptable for this film, but somehow Crank and it's ridiculous antics are just fine? If I remember correctly, Pajiba's review of Crank went something like this:

"It comes in with no expectations, no pretensions, no star wattage, zero character development, not an iota of intelligence, absolutely no fucking plot, and an originality quotient in the negative numbers. Yet, for a lack of better phraseology, Cranks kicks some sweet, sweet ass."

I'm sorry, but I don't think I'll ever get over Pajiba giving Crank a positive review.

Posted by: Brittany at June 21, 2007 4:47 PM