By now I have a serious love/hate relationship with The Purge. Dammit. My feelings toward this movie seem to mirror my feelings toward American culture generally: I like the freedom, but not the scumbags who abuse it.
Greg Palast, BBC, had perhaps the best zinger of the modern age: “Armed Madhouse.”
Installment three of The Purge is exactly what you’d expect if you’re up on the franchise. We have a dystopian satire and a straight action movie cliche-fest wrapped into one. For every plus there is a minus. So the thing hovers near zero, but leans slightly positive.
I’m talking great class war metaphor and cheesy dialogue from the school of Roger Corman or something. It’s hard to accept the narrative when it is so chock full of cliches and glaringly BAD WRITING!
Example: the “climax,” if that’s what it’s supposed to be, is indistinguishable from that of the film
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