(On TV, July 2015) I had skipped Underworld: Rise of the Lycans on account of being bored senseless by the first two installments of the Underworld series, but the fourth film was a step up, and I thought that the third film maybe could be closer to the fourth one’s quality. Alas, that’s not to be: This medieval prequel may actually be duller that the first two films, so lost in its own dull vampires-versus-werewolves mythology. It is, simply put, boring, dull, lifeless – and that’s not even mentioning the flat direction, monotonous color palette and meaningless plot. Even mere days after watching the film, I’m struggling to remember anything of note to mention. Rhonda Mitra is the same shape and color as Kate Beckinsale, but she can’t do anything to save this film from terminal pointlessness. Entirely useless, Underworld: Rise of the Lycans isn’t worth anyone’s time.