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Gee how can I start by saying, what the hell was that? Back in 1959, Pat Frank wrote the classic post-apocalyptic novel, "Alas, Babylon," which still remains iconic and unique in a genre that has spawned countless novels, films, and television shows. In the novel, we witness how a small, rural Florida community strives to survive in the wake of a global nuclear war. It's a fantastic read, particularly, because of the skillful use of character development: After the bombs fall, the rich banker finds out that his prestige and wealth are now just pieces of paper- the librarian who found herself marginalized in the dawning age of the television finds herself the guardian of the only source of knowledge and entertainment in town- the white and black communities, formerly separated by history and mutual prejudice, are brought together.

Now- apparently, someone over at CBS had read this novel, and has bowdlerized it into the Worst. Apocalypse. Ever.

Watching this show, I found my intelligence being insulted every 30 seconds or so, and startled to find my pants being blown off by the sheer force of my boredom. You'd think that, in the wake of a nuclear catastrophe, people would have better things to do than have melodramatic arguments with their parents about their failed marriages. You'd think that after several weeks of no running water or electricity, some of the people might show a tad of grime. You'd think that after thousands of plot holes and inconsistencies pile up, the writers would do us the courtesy of committing collective suicide on prime time TV...

But Alas, Babylon, this show is 90210 without all of that troubling depth and nuance. The characters are unlikable, unbelievable, and the acting is the worst I've seen outside of those "Why, I didn't order a plumber!" segues at the beginning of porn films.

It is oft said that, should a nuclear war occur, the survivors will envy the dead. I concur whole-heartedly- if if post-nuke Montclair resembles Post-Nuke Jericho, I'd be so tortured by banality and boredom, that I'd be among the first to off myself...

Yes, yes a movie for all the righties who hate the fact that Mike Moore has exposed them for what they truly are. I like to see both sides of any issue and this is proof of how desperate the right wing in this country is to make people believe all of their trash. This had no concrete evidence and the fact that it was a hiccup direct to video crap, says it all. Moore's movie was a blockbuster second to the Passion of the Christ that year, and the Passion was a great film. When you have the likes of filthy liars like Dick Morris, Ann Coulter and that sad pathetic old man Zell Miller, well don't expect an "unbiased" opinion. This piece of yesterday's toilet paper was put together so shabbily that it reeks of a high school production, although I've seen those that would top this vomit any time. In the end it's a pathetic response that is just right wing propaganda trying to spin their story and hoping that any one with half a brain in their head will believe all the trash that was spewed out in this crappy DVD. And as I've read other reviews that the sheeple out there who have grass seed for brains are convinced that this is the truth. Fortunately for most Americans we don't buy into their line of thinking and they hate it. If you're a good ole George W. Bush guy that hates them darned libs, by all means, light some candles, break out a bottle of Dom and make an evening of it patting yourself on the back and continue to live in make believe land. But for the smart intellectual people who want to see the other side, you'd spend better time counting the clouds in the sky than watch this pitiful filth.