Review of The Omega Man (1971) by Lee Anne W — 03 Nov 2010
Holy shit. I may actually be angry at myself for not watching this movie sooner in my life. Beefy, sweaty Charlton Heston, Dr. Colonel Robert Neville, is apparently the only normal human survivor of a nuclear/biological apocalypse. The few other survivors are light-sensitive, angry albino Luddites. Chuck, who never met a shirt he didn't want to remove (which is a pity, because he wears some doozies here: a green velvet jacket with a white ruffled shirt; a bright red turtleneck/lab coat with pushed up sleeves combo; a military uniform; a jogging suit), spends his days listening to 8-track tapes in a series of boss cars, looking for the evil survivors, and his nights hanging out in his art-filled penthouse, talking to himself and playing chess with a bust of Caesar. No shit.
He runs into some fellow non-mutants, including a sexy Afro-ed badass, whom he quickly beds, of course, and her brother, played by Eric Laneuville, of St. Elsewhere fame.
Did I mention the kick-ass score? Get this on your Netflix queue immediately. Seriously.
This review of The Omega Man (1971) was written by Lee Anne W on 03 Nov 2010.
The Omega Man has generally received mixed reviews.
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