That was an excellent one.

Stylish but barely mediocre overall

It's funny watching the elements come together in this complicated scam. On one hand, the set-up isn't quite as complex as it seems, but there's an easy sense of fun in every exchange.

This is ultimately a movie about the very bad things that can happen when we don't address our unease, when we just try to brush it off, whether that's to fit in or to preserve our self-image.

Not sure why they even bothered making this film. Oh, yeah. I do. The Almighty Dollar - as good a reason as any, I guess.You know a film sucks when you find yourself screaming at the screen, telling the inept characters to do things they're supposed to, not stupid things that simply propel the story along its collision course. There were so many unanswered questions about the story that I don't know where to begin. I'm not even going to attempt that feat here because I'm signed in with Comcast Xfinity and I have only one hour of WiFi. I like how the movie was too cheap to actually show the apartment building burning down, the hospital the sick kid showed up in, the emergency vehicles that carted him off in the first place, etc. (The director got away not showing anything by having the camera kept close-up on the kid's face and by using soundbites of events that should be visualized). The film had a saving grace, however. It clocked in at 87 minutes. Good. Ten more minutes of that ineptitude and I would've had a stroke. And don't even get me started on the creature effects, or the fact that people go missing left and right, and gunshots go off left and right, and nary a police officer is in sight (other than the clown who showed up to bong the sick kid's mother).

This 2003 addition to the "Mimic" legacy didn't really bring much of anything new or any improvement to the franchise. It is not a bad movie, don't get me wrong. It was just too mediocre, generic and it had essentially all been seen before in parts one and two respectively.The story in "Mimic: Sentinel" was about Marvin (played by Karl Geary), a young man living in a plastic bubble as he had suffered from the Strickler's disease. Confined to his room, Marvin and his sister Rosy (played by Alexis Dziena) watch the neighborhood fall prey to the aggressive Judas Breed cockroaches.Story-wise, then it was essentially the same as in parts one and two, except that director J.T. Petty did add an interesting element to the story with having the guy confined to his room and seeing the world through a camera lens. That actually added a unique element to the movie, and it worked quite well.The actors in the movie were doing good jobs, especially Karl Geary, whom seemed to have fully immersed himself into the role of the somewhat weird young man. And of course when you put Lance Henriksen into a movie, even with just a small supportive role, you know you are getting something quite good in return.The creature / cockroach designs were good and living well up to what had been established in the first two movies.It was a shame that "Mimic: Sentinel" failed to be extraordinary, because it had all the ingredients right at the fingers of director J.T. Petty.

Subtitled "Sentinel" this entirely forgettable, needless, and stultifying sequel is a complete bore, which copies "Rear Window" of all things, telling its insipid story of more mimicking insects causing havoc in a neighborhood, where a sickly young man(survivor of the original insect plague) tries to convince others that they are not extinct. Lance Henriksen(veteran and talented character actor, best known for his work as profiler Frank Black from TV series "Millennium") guest stars in a small role near the end, but is wasted in this nonsense(quite literally), and film has zero appeal at all. A waste of time.

Man, this movie sucked sh!t through a straw. First, one has to overcome about more than an hour of nonsensical voyeurism, than - out of the blue - some unrecognizable roaches show up from out of the blue and than, klabbam!, there the pitiful apocalypse: the monsters die and the good guy, his sister and his - to be - lover are miraculously saved and all is well again.I wonder what the producers were thinking. The first two Mimics I liked a lot. For the disgusting effects and the, more or less, tension throughout the pictures, but this third was a bunch of crap. It was actually rather sad, on the filmer's account, to focus on the breasts of Rosy to create some kind of, whatever, image: an American teenage girl, smoking dope once in a while, looking good and showing off her bra. Well, one good thing; she didn't die.This movie made no sense. Whatsoever. I'm sorry I watched it.Dikke Jules (Fat Jules)