This is pretty silly stuff, Twi-lite if you will, but played with maximum solemnity, no discernible humor and minimal excitement.
[A] bizarre Saturday Night Live sketch about a girl with a bratty alien inside her.
The Host isn't very good as a romance. There's not very much passion on screen, which makes the film a poor cousin to Twilight.
The movie's structure is awkward. There's no real narrative thrust.
The Host's infelicities-drab dialogue, ridiculous plotting, more emotional crises than there is story-are enlivened by its thematic eccentricities.
Fear and dread of "the other" have long ruled American science fiction, fantasy, suspense thrillers and politics... How jarring then, and refreshing, to see The Host... take the invaders' point of view.
Neither romantic nor fake romantic, and not at all ridiculous, The Host has an atmosphere that is cold, austere and sardonic.
Ronan, youthfully elegant as always, tries hard, but the material defeats her.
A goofball teenage sci-fi romance, "The Host" is an End of Days parable that seems like it was written at a slumber party.