The Host (Andrew Niccol, 2013)

The Host is garbage of the hot variety. Imagine a sci-fi Twilight with a dash of Poetic Justice and you can grasp why this flopped so badly. Part of the problem is that the alien utopia it imagines is so BORING! All the sets look like recently scrubbed pharmaceutical corporations in a world where pooping, one assumes, is no longer necessary. The humans have been driven underground where they harvest wheat with sickles (no hammers iirc). And everyone is absolutely gorgeous (one hilarious long shot of the humans looks like an Abercrombie & Fitch ad) which makes for a risible ending where one hunk immediately falls in love with an alien extracted from human host Saoirse Ronan presumably because she's just as pretty. But the narrative conceit does allow Ronan to kiss two pretty boys in one scene so it's not a total loss. Grade: Lawd!