Pauls Valley, Oklahoma —
It is a rather interesting social commentary on how regardless of any perceived perfection a society has achieved, the biggest flaws come when everyone is forced into a single mold or definition. In many ways it reminds me of the 1985 movie “Cocoon” or “Alien Nation” with a similar compassion for life, but with a bunch of hormoney teenagers instead of retirement residents.
It’s relatively safe for most ages, barely qualifying for even its PG-13 rating and suffering is really limited to just a few groan-worthy dialogue exchanges. All in all, I might not own it, but it’s much more tolerable than the majority of critics who panned it would have you believe. Due to my survival and lack of regret over ticket purchase I’d say the verdict for “The Host” is two and a half out of five galaxies.