but in this case I enjoyed the flick fully for what it was: dumb, cliched, and pretty badass. I guess I just liked the premise enough to disregard any logic flaws, and maybe it was the matinee setting but I had a good time watching it. Or it could be that my standards are low for this sort of flick which means that I don't apply the same scrutiny than I would for, say, a Godard movie. With that said Skyline is still the worst piece of tripe I have ever seen in a theater, so this rule is not all-forgiving by any means.