Rating
-
Horror (US);
1998; Rated R; 89 Minutes
Cast
Alexis Arquette: Damien
Brad Dourif: Chucky
Katherine Heigl: Jade
John Ritter: Warren
Nick Stabile: Jesse
Produced by Paul
Gertz, Grace Gilroy, David Kirschner, Don Mancini, Laura
Moskowitz and Corey Sienga; Directed by Ronny Yu;
Screenwritten by Don Mancini
Review Uploaded
11/18/98 |
Written
by DAVID KEYES Someone
once told me that "when you’re watching a movie in a theater
opening weekend, you can judge how it will perform financially
and critically by the initial audience reaction." I normally
trust my own instincts instead of someone else’s at the
movies, but that line stayed in my mind for quite some time
last year. What exactly did he mean, anyway? Did he mean
that if audiences enjoyed it, it would perform well? Or
did he mean that if they reacted negatively, it would flop?
Did he mean that if audiences enjoyed it or hated it, critics
would react a completely different way? Or did he mean that
critics and audiences might react in the same way?
I
could never quite grasp the notion that he was trying to
clue me in on, but now that I have made a career out of
my love for the movies, I see what he meant. The truth is,
yes, you can judge a film’s turnout and critical success
by its audience reaction, but not often in the same way.
Some audiences may either love it or hate it, but critics
could completely disagree or agree. In their reaction, films
could either succeed or fail commercially, but that, of
course, depends on what audiences truly think of the movie,
despite what critics might necessarily think.
The
possibilities are endless, really. We’ve all seen really
bad movies that somehow succeed at the box office, while
we’ve also seen some really good ones fail. It’s not up
to critics to really decide how successful the movie is,
but it helps, sometimes.
It’s
clear that everyone attending Bride Of Chucky on
its opening day had the same reaction. Audiences hated it.
They loathed and detested it. They chewed it up and spit
it out. And to a certain extent, so did critics, as did
I. I’m not ashamed to admit it, either; I participated in
the booing and laughter that was brought on by the clumsiness
of the movie. This, of course, could have been a good thing
for some people, since it did bring humor to the picture,
but it’s not the type you’d expect. It’s the type where
you sit there and laugh at the people who made it, because
they’ve obviously exercised their limited mind span so much
that their show-size IQ may have decreased a little. Some
people tried to succeed in making a decent follow-up to
the Child’s Play trilogy, but they failed miserably.
And judging from how well the movie did in its first couple
of weeks at the box office, they don’t care anymore, just
as long as they make their money.
Most
people know that the Child’s Play franchise is based
strictly on the basis of horror. Well, not anymore, sort
of. Bride Of Chucky, the fourth of the franchise,
plays like an unfunny and corny parody of the first three
films, where a doll infamously known as Chucky is revived
by an attractive woman named Tiffany from police headquarters
where the doll’s remains were held. Little do we know that
this is actually the surviving girlfriend to the spirit
who inhabits the Chucky doll, named Charles Lee Ray, a viscous
killer was put to death years ago. Upon his return, he transforms
Tiffany into a doll as well, and with two rubber murdering
psychos on the loose, thus begins the voyage into the messed
up world of Bride Of Chucky. There’s still that typical
slicing of victims Chucky is so famous for, but aside from
that, the chemistry between both dolls is supposed to offer
humor on the side as well. In one scene, where Chucky attempts
to engage in sexual activity with Tiffany, he stops at one
moment and exclaims, "I need a rubber." But why? They are
rubber!
Ho,
ho. In case you didn’t laugh or get the joke, that "they
are rubber" line above was supposed to be the punch line
of this little joke. And of course, like the other jokes
of the movie, they’re really dumb. Really, really dumb--almost
too dumb for words. And this is a shame, sort of, because
I’ve at least been able to tolerate the whole Child’s
Play series, up to this point. How did things go wrong?
Well, reasons could be too numerous to calculate, but its
very obvious that the script was thrown together in a hurry
to get the film released before Thanksgiving. A good movie
takes time to develop, so that writers and directors put
all of their effort into their projects. The only thing
of quality in Bride Of Chucky, however, is the title.
That could have been a great title for an equally great
movie.
Did
I mention the violence? It’s the most violent of the four
movies, a bloody and grotesque demonstration of dolls outwitting
humans who have the intelligence of tarter sauce. Especially
in the last half hour, we are confronted with blood and
body parts galore as Chucky and Tiffany murder people just
as Chucky did before, only more gruesomely. I couldn’t stand
it. Not that I have anything against stuff like this (hey,
I could stand Saving Private Ryan, couldn’t I?),
but there are limits for certain movies. Stories that can
be related to actual events, like the Holocaust and WWII,
are powerful, not disgusting. Pictures where dolls chop
up human beings is nasty; plain and simple. At least with
the original Child’s Play films, they weren’t overdone.
So
how does this movie get judged? Definitely by audience reaction,
aside from its initial content. People hated it, as did
I. And for that, it’s enough to fall out of plain sight
instantly, just like the other Child’s Play films
did. You watch.
Don’t
believe me? Then think of this: ten years have passed since
you originally saw the first movie. The question is, do
you still care?
©
1998, David Keyes, Cinemaphile.org.
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