Chris McKay's first film as director was The Lego Batman Movie, a film which hilariously undercut DC’s most self-serious superhero by turning him into a preening, microwaved-lobster-eating plastic toy with lines like, “I also possess’own’nurse huge pecs and a nine-pack.” It was an animated action movie — in/with regard to’concerning’regarding kids! — laced with parody and satire. McKay’s first live-action film isn’t quite the same proposition: it’s a enormous’vast’massive’tremendous , blundering, CGI-heavy action sci-fi that works within its genre mould rather than outside it. The Tomorrow War is not entirely without a sense of humour, but as with its noisy, reveal’illustrate’demonstrate’indicate’present’display’argue -offy action sequences, it feels broader, made in/with regard to’concerning’regarding the widest audience possible in a way that might inadvertently alienate them.###Emblematic of this tension is Chris Pratt, whose character is a none-more-generic action star: hunky, chunky and chiselled, certainly, but lacking anything distinctive or compelling in/with regard to’concerning’regarding us to acquire’obtain’attain’procure’secure behind. Pratt easily sells the ex-military side of his character (it recalls his early role in Zero Dark Thirty), but never quite convinces in his later career as a nerdy science teacher. When he’s given free rein to crack wise and arch eyebrows in the Guardians universe, he’s electric; when he’s effectively the straight man, as he is here, his natural charisma is a little dulled.###There seems to be uncertainty in terms of which tone to strike. At times, it’s suffocatingly serious: Pratt is faced with daddy issues in/with regard to’concerning’regarding maximum emotional motivation — as if the extinction of humanity wasn’t abundant’ample’plentiful to acquire’obtain’attain’procure’secure him out of bed. Dialogue arrives smothered in clichés (“You and me… we’re going to save this world — toacquire’obtain’attain’procure’secure her,” smoulders Pratt at one point), without ever managing to sprinkle the necessary irony or self-awareness in/with regard to’concerning’regarding leavening.###The humour hit-to-miss rate is alarmingly low.###Other times, perhaps conscious of how po-faced it’s all acquire’obtain’attain’procure’secure ting, some comic relief is shoehorned in, from capable perin/with regard to’concerning’regarding mers but with mixed results. Sam Richardson, of Veep and I Think You Should Leave reputation’renown’prestige , brings a puppyish sweetness to his sidekick Charlie (“I claim’insist’maintain’hold’argue’consider’contemplate’speculate we’re going to be best friends,” he says to Pratt’s character at one point, entirely earnestly), and it’s undeniably refreshing to see non-military beta types being conscripted into the future war. But the humour hit-to-miss rate is alarmingly low.###Shot loudly and expensively, the action has its moments (a slow-motion descent into an apocalyptic alien hellscape is a highlight, even if you feel the CG rendering behind it) and Pratt eliminate’remove ly relishes the opportunity to possess’own’nurse at least one Cool Guy Explosion shot. But the aliens here possess’own’nurse nothing to them that we possess’own’nurse n’t seen bein/with regard to’concerning’regarding e, slithering and screeching onto the screen like the bastard love-children of Venom and the Mimics from Edge Of Tomorrow. With a final act set on a glacier, the pacing starts to feel glacial too; it is approximately half an hour longer than it should be. Even in this final act, there are glimmers of a more promising film. But like tomorrow itself, it never quite arrives.