Although there were certainly enough shortfalls and problems to fill any number of foolish rant-critiques, the basic idea of the movie is what drew me in, personally.
The very concept of the last hours of humanity ... excites me, somehow, as if I wish it were already here so I could rest for awhile. Now, don't think of that last sentence as some emo/goth/suicidal "give-me-some-attention-or-i'll-cut-myself" spiel, but rather as a statement of the very human condition itself: Have you not been yearning for something? Have you not been wishing for some sort of conclusion to things? This movie, as simply another creation by humans, is of course imperfect in many ways, but it awakens certain thoughts which I, for one, have found latent for years now.
Just give it a chance, ignore the smut aspect of it, and think about what you would do if you knew everything would be over within the next day. Would you do your solemn duty like the gas company employee, or look for lots of sex, or simply take to the streets with a gun to revel in the slaughter? Myself, I would do none of the above. I would sit and meditate, and think about my life... and that's why I liked this movie so much: It made me think.
