Giant
prehistoric monsters arise from the Atlantic Ocean and attack an oil rig. America’s last line of defense is three
knuckleheads in giant robots who battle the monsters under the sea. When the monsters finally make it to the
shoreline, the robots follow in hot pursuit, effectively blowing the lid off
their top-secret organization.
Atlantic
Rim is, of course, The Asylum’s cheapjack version of Guillermo Del Toro’s Pacific
Rim. It’s obvious and clunky, but it’s
far from the lowest rungs of The Asylum’s ladder. It’s just competent enough to keep you watching
and be marginally invested in, yet it’s not “bad” enough to make it a camp
classic.
The
only real unintentional laughs come from seeing Dances with Wolves’ Graham
Greene earning a paycheck as the general in charge of the operation. The rest of the cast (which include “Treach”
from Naughty by Nature) are barely characters and the love triangle subplot is
perfunctory at best. David Chokachi is
especially obnoxious as “Red”, the cocky robo-pilot.
Once
the pilots get into their mech suits and begin pounding on monsters, Atlantic
Rim is sort of fun. There’s a part of my
lizard brain that just eats this stuff up. Is it dumb? Yes, but it’s also mildly amusing. I was also anticipating the effects to be much
worse. To my surprise, they manage to
get the job done.
Overall,
Atlantic Rim won’t fool anyone into thinking they’re watching Guillermo Del
Toro’s flick, but it doesn’t deserve to sink to the bottom of the ocean either.
AKA: From the Sea.
AKA: 5,000 Fathoms Deep. AKA:
Atlantic Rim: World’s End. AKA:
Attack from Beneath. AKA: Attack from the Atlantic Rim. AKA:
Battle of Atlantis.
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