That tattooed chick in the still up there was the only cool thing about this movie. And she friggin' dies after two minutes of screen time. I hope I've ruined this movie for everyone, because what a piece of crap this is.
Unashamedly OTT, Marshall revels in his exploitation influences from Road Warrior to THE Warriors via a dose of Cannibal Holocaust with some Pulp Fiction thrown in for good measure. Pure and utter trash which is exactly what I wanted from this film, toppin' stuff!
Neil Marshall has considerable level of insanity. It seems like he has slept with Paul Verhoeven before filming Dommsday. And it is also an homage to Ozploitation. However, the cast is a black hole of charisma.