

While the book explores this theme by following the physical and emotional journey Sullivan embarks on as she desperately searches for her little brother, the movie turns the endeavor into a thriller chick flick. As she tries to mediate between doing whatever is necessary to survive and retaining the last of her humanity, the world she lives in becomes one where the idea of morality is absurd in the face of survival. With less than 2 percent of the world’s population left, Sullivan is one of the last humans alive.

The waves range from tsunamis to snipers, each resulting in mass fatality.

The goal of the Others is to wipe out humanity in five calamitous “waves,” so they can eventually inhabit Earth. “The 5th Wave” is an adaptation of the first book of Rick Yancey’s post-apocalyptic series, which centers around Cassie Sullivan (Chloë Grace Moretz), a girl who survives a massacre by the “Others,” who would be better described as an otherworldly species. In a similar fashion, the book had the ingredients – a clever plot, developed characters and a sprinkle of romance – to make a great movie adaptation but, just like my dad, the film creators may have metaphorically set things on fire. By all reason the dish should have been easy to prepare: the ingredients were included and so were the instructions, but he still managed to set the kitchen on fire. Watching “The 5th Wave” felt like when my dad made prepackaged macaroni and cheese a few years ago.
