Wednesday, September 04, 2002

Death Machine (1995)

So, on the strength of this film, Stephen Norrington landed the Blade gig? How the fuck did that happen? A few instances of oddball humor keep it from being a total loss (my favorite: the impromptu tourniquet), but mostly it just made me wish I wasn't suffering from nerve-induced insomnia. Norrington shows the titular creation only in shadow and quick cuts for most of the film, much like Jaws... which is a good idea, because at the climax when we actually see the thing in all its glory, it looks like a Terminator endoskeleton crossbred with a Venus flytrap and Edward Scissorhands. Really silly, in other words. Brad Dourif's performance is so annoyingly broad that it threatened to bleed over into All Dogs Go to Heaven.

Grade: D+

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