My turn

Finally, finally I can say, unequivocally, that I've seen a formidable female action hero again. Doomsday's Major Eden Sinclair (Rhona Mitra) is a tough-as-nails, take-no-prisoners, git-r-done badass. You have that indelible impression fifteen minutes into the movie; it only grows from there. Mitra is simply the best action heroine I've seen in a long time, and probably one of the best ever. She has it all: the swagger, the physique, and the acting chops to close the sale.

Mitra's Sinclair is truly redoubtable, and a joy to watch. There is no jolt of cognitive dissonance when we see her leap into action, generally the case when the all-too-typical scrawny action heroine does so. She is athletic, muscular, substantial; her back and shoulders, for example, are broad and nicely developed, the mark of someone strong and fit. Thus, with Mitra, the action feels seamless, just as it should. In plain words, she looks the part. How refreshing!

The movie itself is, well, out of control. It's campy, often incoherent, extremely violent, even downright twisted, but loads of fun nonetheless. If you can stand the gore, you'll get your money's worth from Doomsday and then some. Moreover, it's worth seeing for Rhona Mitra alone. She was even better than I hoped or thought she would be. (The character she was given to work with was pretty awesome, too. Kudos to Neil Marshall for that.) Here we have the advent of a female action star, the like of which we haven't seen in a while; you don't want to miss it.