Not my most favorite movie ever. Actually, nothing about this movie made it a favorite, but I will say, it was somewhat entertaining. Minus the dog getting killed. I hate that. Why pick on the animals?
So, I digress... the movie is centered around some really annoying twenty-somethings who are clubbing when the alien attack comes. They hide out, go to a mall, figure out a few key techniques to stay alive, and run across Moscow to find a submarine that will take them to... somewhere. Not safety, apparently the aliens attacked everywhere. So they decide to get on a submarine... in the water... with electric arm aliens on the loose. Maybe it's a different type of electricity these aliens use, you know a kind that isn't actually conducted by water.
Besides attempting to forget every principle Mr. Wizard taught me as a child, the main thing I got from this movie is this: it is basic human nature when something you are unfamiliar with is presented to you that you POKE IT WITH A STICK. Unfortunately, if the unfamiliar thing does turn out to be a glittery alien, it will turn you to sparkly ash as you poke it. Beware.