Release: 1998, Universal
Starring: Jennifer Tilly, Brad Dourif, Katherine Heigl, John Ritter
Director: Ronny Yu
MPAA Rating: [R] violence, langauge, sexuality
Chucky gets lucky...
(Warning: This tagline should give you an impression of the stupidity ahead.)
A killer doll named Chucky comes to life and slashes everyone in sight. To join him on his murderous spree, he resurrects his ex-girlfriend (Tilly) as another doll.
Well, I guess it's a plus that you can't see strings on the Chucky puppet...
Let's just cut to the chase and say: "the whole movie."
I take back what I said about Michael Myers in Halloween: H20. He's not the worst villain to come to the horror screen. Chucky officially takes the top prize for lamest recurring horror villain ever. A stupid puppet one foot tall with a murderous streak is supposed to be scary? Let's assume this thing was real and came after you. What would you have to do to get away besides punting the damned thing like a football? (Assuming you could keep from falling over while laughing your ass off.)
At the risk of offending 7-year old Chucky fanatics everywhere, I have to say that this movie is the cheesiest thing to come along all year. (When I saw Blade in the theatres, there was a preview for Bride of Chucky, and I remembered the audience muttering, "How stupid!" after it rolled.) If you can stomach the basic concept of a killer doll, maybe you can survive this film fiasco. If not, consider yourself normal and stay the hell away from this ridiculous piece of garbage. Puppet sex? Give me a break! No scares, no worthwhile performance from the leads, and no story that couldn't be written by a third grader. This painfully laughable effort gets the rare 0.5 rating, which, if I'm not mistaken, is our lowest score of the year.