A holy cleansing with nothing to show for it

Cali (Zoë Soul) is protected by mother Eva (Carmen Ejogo) in a scene from "The Purge: Anarchy." [Justin Lubin / Universal Pictures] © 2014 Universal Studios.

It's evening in America, and the entire country has permitted citizens wanton acts violence and crime against one another one night in March every year. The annual ritual of destruction has resurrected America's economy – unemployment is less than 5 percent – and crime rates are almost nil, aside from the annual bacchanalian blood fest.

This is America circa 2023 as presented by writer/director James DeMonaco in “The Purge: Anarchy.” DeMonaco's vision of the country is one with an increased divide between the rich and the poor and one in which acts of violence are akin to religious ceremonies to wipe away impurity.

It sounds gloomy and intriguing, but it’s really quite stupid.

The follow up to 2013's sleeper hit “The Purge,” the sequel expands the action to the streets of Los Angeles on purge night. It's the one night of the year in which all crime is allowed, albeit with a few caveats to ban certain levels of explosives. In other words, it's Christmas for murderers, rapists and twits. 

 

Also known as field day in England.

Most people try to ride the night out by locking their doors, keeping a gun handy and just praying for survival. That’s the plan for couple in a troubled marriage Shane and Liz (Zach Gilford and Kiele Sanchez), as well as single parent Eva Sanchez (Carmen Ejogo) and her daughter Cali (Zoë Soul).

The proverbial best laid plans don't quite work out of course – a car breaks down on the first two, while the mother/daughter combination are nearly raped – but they are rescued by a mysterious and well-armed man (Frank Grillo) who offers his protection in exchange for a car. Shenanigans involving guns, bombs, revolutionaries and people with villainous and murderous intentions ensue, poorly.

Anyone who has spent a few hours playing video games will recognize “Purge: Anarchy's” plot as an escort mission, meaning the one person with a modicum of expertise (Grillo) is forced to babysit a bunch of saps who have no idea what they're doing. Escort missions are among the worst challenges video games have to offer (nothing tops the endless frustration that is a water level) mostly because the escorted people run around acting like morons instead of listening to the player's orders.

That's pretty much what drives the story in “Purge: Anarchy.” The four characters who are not awesome disregard Grillo's advice and end up in peril (the best example is when one character opts to run in the opposite direction and gets a foot stuck in a trap). It's a terrible enough experience playing it in a game; having to watch it unfold on screen is the acme of annoyance.

But the frequent idiocy is necessary to pad out “Purge: Anarchy's” runtime in order to cram in some unremarkable political and socioeconomic commentary courtesy of DeMonaco. His message isn't exactly nuanced – what I took from it is that the wealthy members of society are sociopaths and the government protects the rich at the expense of the poor – and he offers nothing that hasn't already been said more eloquently and in a more entertaining manner.

And with characters far more badass.

 The result of pinning so much of the film on lame and overplayed politic outrage is an impeccably dumb film universe. Why do the characters just stop once the purge ends? If a person has a gun and the intent to shoot somebody, would a blaring claxon really stop that person in his or her respective tracks? Seriously, would anyone really know if the murder occurred 30 seconds after the purge ended? It's not like the purge itself is ingrained in society; the film makes it very clear the annual cleansing is a relatively new development.

And what prevents the rich, who are allowed to do just about anything they want in this film, from snatching people from the street and hunting them to sport any day of the year? Why do the rich members of society keep their apparently insatiable bloodlust at bay for just one night a year? And, in a society so dark and filled with anger to make Hobbes weep in terror, what really prevents people from going around and robbing, raping or killing one another whenever they so choose?

The answer appears to be a shrug of DeMonaco's shoulders, whose rather bleak view of humanity is grounded in a lack of understanding of the human condition and heaping doses of pseudo-intellectualism, which is to be expected from the man who wrote “Jack.” 

Reason No. 1,073 for why the' 90s sucked.

One and a half out of Five Stars

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Rating: R

Run time: 103 minutes
Genre: Action/Horror

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Target audience: Fans of rather stupid vulgarity who are easily entertained by faux political enlightenment.

Take the whole family?: Much too violent for preteens, but viewers age 15 and up won’t have a problem.

Theater or Netflix?: Just don't.

Does the film have an iota of entertainment to it?: There is a jump scare or two that work on the first run through, but anything of any real entertainment is accidental and often fairly hilarious. A death scene involving a prominent character, for example, is shot in a manner that's actually pretty funny, and shows “Purge: Anarchy” could have made for some decent parody if it didn't take itself so bloody seriously.

Watch this instead?: Considering how much the film rips off “The Warriors,” you're better served renting out what New York City looked like in 1979. For a more dystopian option, rent “Escape from New York,” “Planet of the Apes” (dystopia is much more interesting with apes or Snake Plissken) or the underrated “Dredd.”