Judge David Johnson is a super hybrid of "human male" and "cosmic awesome."
Most cars run on fuel. This one runs on blood.
No doubt hoping to follow in the skid-marks of Christine, Super Hybrid is here to eat some fools and commit flagrant hit-and-run felonies.
Facts of the Case
A mysterious black car is slinking through the inner city, luring inebriated morons into its cockpit and promptly devouring them. After a traffic incident, the car ends up in the police impound and the small group of employees working the night shift soon find themselves pitting their wits against this man-eating sedan. Since the employees sport the problem-solving skills of sauerkraut, should it come as any surprise that virtually all of them get the crap eaten out of them?
Oh, Super Hybrid…I was this close to giving you fat, wet kiss and singing your praises to all who would hear. My expectations may have been below sea-level, but I was tuned in solidly for the fist 30 minutes. The idea of a roaming car that ate unsuspecting people? A stretch, sure, but not bad. The biological explanation that's coughed up halfway through tries too hard (the creature's identity would have been better left mysterious), but who cares? It's a car that eats people!
Unfortunately, the enterprise runs out of gas—so to speak—once the action settles in the parking garage and we're subjected to the nonsensical machinations of the garage crew, limp action sequences, a dearth of suspense, and an overheated finale littered with terrible CGI. What began as a promising slice of straight-to-DVD terror, finished as yet another forgettable noisy horror jalopy…and a neutered PG-13 one at that.
Super Hybrid started downhill after the first reveal of the car's true nature; (slight spoiler warning) our heroes listen to the engine, the camera drifts down to the guts of the car, and we see swirling gyrating tentacles. Pretty cool actually. If director Eric Valette kept the exposition limited to that sneak peek, it would have benefitted the film as a whole, maintaining the enigma of what this thing is (a good example is the killer lake blob from Creepshow 2, the fingerprints of which are all over Super Hybrid).
Sadly, from that point on, it's cookie-cutter crap. The humans consistently make moronic decisions (trying to capture this thing instead of barricading themselves in a storage locker with a bag of Doritos and waiingt for the next shift to clock in); the monster manages to wipe out nearly everyone despite being huge, unwieldy, and unable to parallel park; and there are no surprises as to who survives and who bites it. Worse yet, Super Hybrid is a total whiff for blood and guts fans, its PG-13 rating offering nothing for gorehounds. Although, to be fair, the car poops its victims into a sticky blue paste, which is sort of awesome.
The Blu-ray performs well enough, pushing out a clean and detailed 1.78:1, 1080p transfer, supplemented by an active TrueHD 5.1 surround mix. The best compliment I can pay the visual fidelity: nearly all of Super Hybrid takes place in a dark underground garage, but the resolution still holds strong. One extra: a lengthy making-of featurette.
After a promising start, Super Hybrid throws a rod.
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