
It's just so dull and unrelenting in its stupidity. The film never builds any real tension or suspense. After Earth has a strange lethargic listlessness throughout its short length. All of the special effects are barely adequate and not the least bit compelling. The futuristic sets are bargain basement knockoffs of Disney World's Tomorrowland, circa 1960.very unimaginative with an overabundance of Rubbermaid-influenced interiors and enough flowing linen sheets to make one think that Bed, Bath, and Beyond had given the filmmakers a cut-rate deal for some product endorsements. (If the creature could instead sense the smorgasbord of bad acting on its plate, the Ursa would never go hungry again.) The elder Smith underacts and speaks in annoying solemn platitudes while the younger Smith overacts in a squeaky nasal voice that only a teenager can tolerate. Kitai even battles a monster called the Ursa, a predator that hunts by sensing fear. He needs to deal with the fluctuating below-freezing temperatures and an active volcano too. On his journey of self-awareness, Kitai contends with imminent peril: giant baboons, poisonous leeches, carnivorous tigers, and such. Kitai must now go into rescue mode, wearing his amazing technicolor space suit, fighting beasts and creatures along the way to becoming a man. However a better script would have helped matters. Cypher is injured with two broken legs, but pain is not an option. Unfortunately (for us), they crash land on the apocalyptic Planet Earth. The Smiths obviously look the part and act the part with the same stilted delivery. Cypher is disappointed with his son's lack of achievement as a cadet and their relationship is a bit strained, just like the acting.

Will Smith plays the fearless Cypher Raige, a no-nonsense military commando sent on a mission with his newt of a son, Kitai, played by Jaden Smith.

(He is also given story credit for this silliness.) It's not just that this film has no Will power, it just has too much of it, both on screen and off. Adding to that, his main star and one of the film's producers, Papa Smith, pushes nepotism to its limits with this unoriginal dreck. Shymalan's well- made film has some striking imagery, mostly of panoramic vistas, but his ill-conceived screenplay (co-written with Gary Whitta) keeps this exercise in filmmaking rather earthbound. This is not to say that After Earth is hopelessly clichéd, it's just hopeless. Night Shyamalan, the man who continually keeps falling from grace, one film after the next, is still tumbling further from his talented beginnings, although here the director crashes and burns. This wobbly sci-fi tale of survival will certainly test both Mr. Father doesn't always know best, the latest result being After Earth, a vanity project that Will Smith has concocted for his son, Jaden.
