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The new film 65 is set millions of years in the prehistoric past—and its ideas are only slightly younger. A mishmash of Predator, Aliens, and Jurassic Park that strands Adam Driver in the middle of a generic forest populated by third-rate CGI dinosaurs that are less authentic-looking than Spielberg’s 1993 T-Rexes and velociraptors, Scott Beck and Bryan Woods’ thriller is chintzy, lamebrained, and absurd.
Which isn’t to say that it’s devoid of pulpy pleasures.
65 is precisely the type of B-movie that should have been released during the summer, when it might have served as a refreshingly cheesy respite from the heat. The film, which hits theaters Mar. 10, concerns Mills (Driver), a pilot from the planet Somaris, which introductory text informs us—against a backdrop of computer-generated milky ways—was one of many intergalactic civilizations that existed long before man took his maiden steps out of the primordial soup. On this world, Mills and his wife Alya (Nika King) sit arm-in-arm on the beach watching their daughter Nevine (Chloe Coleman) stand at the edge of the water, trying to cup her hands together properly in order to whistle—a trick that her dad (who’s “good at everything”) can accomplish with ease.