I’m going to confess right off the bat that I both hate and love the Underworld movies. I hate them in that they are horribly derivative, mindlessly shallow eye candy, and are the closest thing to empty calories as movies can come. I love them for all the same reasons, because as much as my sense tells me they are pretty garbage, my inner vampire nerd is completely turned on by the images onscreen. I will freely admit that I own and have watched many times a copy of the original Underworld and I even went to see Underworld: Awakening and paid full price. I am hopelessly addicted. When a new one comes out, I’ll probably see that one, too.
So how, you may ask, did it come to pass that I’ve gone all these years without watching Underworld: Rise of the Lycans. That’s a good question. After all, it’s more Underworld-y goodness, features Michael Sheen and Bill Nighy in their original roles as Lucian the Lycan and Viktor the vampire and has my favorite guilty-pleasure actress, Rhona Mitra, in a starring role. How could I possibly miss such a thing? Well….
I’m not a huge fan of prequels and Underworld: Rise of the Lycans is a prequel. My main objection to such things is that they are closed courses with only one exit, and depending upon how clearly the original film(s) defined their fictional past, a prequel can be extremely predictable. I suspected this would be the case with this one and I’m sad to say that I was right.
For those of you who haven’t familiarized yourself with the Underworld series, I’ll try to break it down for you. There are vampires (no explanation necessary) and there are Lycans, which are essentially just super-powered werewolves. For a long period of time the vampires enslaved the Lycans, but centuries ago there was a revolt led by Lucian against the vampiric overlords. Thus triggered centuries of bloody warfare, but that’s something for the original Underworld to address, not Underworld: Rise of the Lycans.
