The film seems to be in a rush to set out its post-invasion stall and we’re left with a film which places its emphasis on Cassie mooning over Evan (the scene where she virtually flutters her eyelashes on seeing him taking a topless wash in a lake can only elicit sniggers from the audience) and scenes which evoke unwanted memories of the lifeless Ender’s Game as the military-enlisted kids are trained for battle.
This is a staggeringly incompetent piece of filmmaking, which takes two wholly different films—one’s a teen romance with dystopian trappings, like The Hunger Games; the other’s a teen action-adventure film in the paranoid vein, like Ender’s Game—and tries to weld them together with shoddy dialogue and hormones.
He’s now a child recruit in a new scheme the U.S. army has to combat the aliens — very Ender’s Game — and Cassie must get to the Ohio base where he’s being trained, and where, we see, everyone keeps talking about “the fifth wave” of attacks they presume is imminent.
And the military-movie posturing between the kid recruits comes across as just short of laughable, as though the film is shooting for Ender's Game coldness, and instead winds up with a G-rated, junior-grade version of Starship Troopers camp.
If it's not The Maze Runner, Tomorrow When The War Began or Ender's Game, then it's a dystopian variant on a story of struggle and survival: The Hunger Games, Divergent, The Giver, for example.
Audiences will be able to pinpoint the exact moment at which The 5th Wave starts to buckle under its franchise obligations, as well as the debts it owes to recent entries in this genre, from Kevin MacDonald’s more nightmarish How I Live Now to Gavin Hood’s Ender’s Game adaptation.