An early contender for the worst movie of 2008, this apocalyptic schlock-fest refuses to admit that it's just another zombie slasher pic. David Bruckner, Jacob Gentry and Dan Bush are the writing/directing team that takes turns with the film's three acts, referred to as "transmissions," but what exactly they're feebly attempting to get across never connects. An adulterous couple watch a '70s gore flick before the girl Mya returns to her frat house living conditions where her husband Lewis suddenly goes ballistic after getting a bizarre signal from the TV. Mya escapes but Lewis wrecks havoc on the lives of a married couple of New Year's Eve party hosts. Cheap, gaudy and mean spirited, The Signal is a complete waste of time.
Rated R, 101 mins. (F) (Zero Stars)