Nick R 🌒’s review published on Letterboxd:
Blue alien light flooding a Great Recession-era luxury apartment—emptiness vs. emptiness.
Mostly we watch forgotten TV actors watch CGI things happen; the few moments where the characters come under direct threat are a bit better: aliens shredding bodies to get to their sweet juicy brainstems, or a hand-to-hand fight between a bro and a yoni-faced space beast. The only narrative interest comes in the last five minutes, when Skyline finally abandons its dull Earth for a pure fx nightmare.
In an ideal world this would be a full-on hybrid of Linkin Park video and tentacle horror, with more smeared eyeliner and more people getting flensed.