Julius Avery Jovan Adepo, Wyatt Russell, Bokeem Woodbine
18 This gruesome film has arrived like some nasty new version of Call of Duty, destined to be played for days at a time by a regrettable, and clearly unrepresentative, gaming subset of pale, dead-eyed loners.
It is a bizarre, and weirdly humourless and explicit actionhorror fantasy set in second world war – specifically just before the D-day landings, hence the title, derived from Operation Overlord.
Overlord is written by Billy Ray (who scripted Captain Phillips and The Hunger Games) and directed by Australian film-maker Julius Avery, working from an original concept by producer JJ Abrams.
It is June 1944 and Jovan Adepo plays Boyce, a young private in the 101st airborne division of the US army. He and his buddies are parachuted into France on a mission to disable a radio tower, thus disrupting the Nazis’ comms network and assisting the allied invasion.
A more perfunctory plot device can hardly be imagined. But no matter.
Having arrived in the nightmarish chaos of occupied France, Boyce and his Dirty Half-Dozen prepare to approach this church, only to make a strange discovery: that it is the site of Nazi medical experimentation, turning civilian prisoners into uber-soldiers in preparation for the forthcoming 1,000-year Reich.
There is something deeply crass about this facetious nonsense. Nazi medical experimentation was a very real thing, not just a death-metal horror movie gag. Overlord leaves a nasty taste in the mouth.