Six tourists hire an extreme tour guide who takes them to the abandoned city Pripyat, the former home to the workers of the Chernobyl nuclear reactor. During their exploration, they soon discover they are not alone.
I’m a sucker for anything Chernobyl. I think that warrants mentioning early on. That said, I probably had unreasonable expectations for Chernobyl Diaries. In fact, the only reason I kept watching this film is probably so I could admire the scenery. The movie itself sucks.
As stated in the synopsis, a group of kids hires an extreme tour guide to take them to Pripyat, the city in which many Chernobyl employees lived. The city was abandoned in a matter of minutes after the meltdown at Chernobyl, leaving behind possessions and pets. Anyways, this is where those kids go, and as in any survival horror movie, they end up fighting for their lives.
The characters are pretty flat and generic, which means their deaths are rather insignificant. There’s no hoping that one of them will be okay because there’s simply no reason to develop feelings for them. The plot itself is as expected. Its a radiated area so mutated creatures and people pop up–I think. It’s hard to tell because, for whatever reason, this film chooses not to give viewers a good glimpse of their attackers.
I was hoping there would be, during the tour at least, a show of information relating to Chernobyl and Pripyat–something educational that you might expect on a tour. There is not. In fact, aside from being set in Pripyat, very little of the movie actually has anything to do with Chernobyl, making its title a misnomer.
Overall, I wouldn’t suggest this movie to anyone.