Aftershock

This Dimension pickup is a hectic, sometimes hilarious guilty pleasure that should delight genre geeks.

Was Aftershock just an elaborate ruse by writer-producer-star Eli Roth to justify an extended vacation to Chile?

Is no continent safe from the blood-drenched paws of filmmaker Eli Roth?

Aftershock's best attribute is the disregard it shows for the safety of its central "heroes" who perish in brutal and generally unexpected ways.

"Aftershock" is ultimately predictable in its litany of who lives and who dies, and doesn't try to be too ironic or self-reflexive about it.

On the seismic scale of entertainment, "Aftershock" registers a 1.5.

Aftershock is a pretty fun little movie if you don't take it too seriously and has an enjoyable nasty streak to it once the world begins to go to hell, only if you can forgive the extra-long set-up that gets us there.

A schizophrenic but effective little combo of Hostel and Irwin Allen.

With a nihilistic ending tacked on because hopelessness is seemingly cool, cheap special effects, clunky dialogue, a bizarre ten-second cameo from Selena Gomez, and some genuinely mediocre filmmaking, Aftershock is too amateurish to be truly awful.

It's just one gigantic waste of time.

a fumbled and misguided mess that not even the infamous Harvey Weinstein could snake-oil pitch.

Very, very ordinary.