Here’s the pitch: it’s an Alien rip-off set on an oil rig. No, not Proteus. That’s the one with the heroin smugglers. No, not Leviathan either. That’s the one with Peter Weller. This one stars William Forsythe (Stone Cold).
This looks like it was shot for TV. The color is washed out and almost Matrix-like in the use of green. It’s really unpleasant to look at. The CGI is used sparingly but it’s not very good. I swear the helipad looks like an optical drive.
Oh boy are we in for a long haul. There’s a decent ambiguous opening involving a robotic submersible, somewhat undercut by an onscreen reference to the “Weyland Corporation” (groan). This is immediately destroyed by a cringe-inducing “family discussion” between the Karl Urban Experience and the Kid (Who Can’t Handle Line Reads). We soon also meet our other tropes: the Foreigner, the Black Guy, the Woman, the Expendable Roughnecks, and the William Forsythe (played in this case by the actual William Forsythe).