![]() Aubrey Plaza and Brian Tyree Henry are non-factors as token plot-pushers, the latter portraying Detective Mike Norris. ![]() Rated on kills alone, Child’s Play gets a passing grade.įrustratingly though, there’s more to the film that unnecessarily drags. Drones slice flesh, Buddi V.2 dolls in various forms (including “Bear”) may come into play, and carnage is critical. Riddle me why you’d hop atop a table circular saw to avoid danger, but I’ll take the appendage removal that follows. I’m not quite sure why one death involves Christmas lights (not during Christmastime), a backyard watermelon patch and a lawnmower, but I’m appreciative of the smushy outcome. There’s plenty to appreciate about Klevberg’s slaughter elements and the warming screen-bright hues that scenes optically employ ( Poltergeist whites, digital blues), which may be enough to please fans of nothing but laughs or gore. pushes past formulaic setups, which is a significant disappointment given how every Chucky film prior boasts its villain’s unique personality. Why does pervy maintenance man Gabe (Trent Redekop) die for slapping Humpty Chucky back together again? Nothing about this repetitive warning against A.I. Hateable characters are designed to die hard, but Chucky’s primary motivation of “playtime with Andy” is ignored whenever death needs to spice up pacing. ![]() Buddi gets plugged in, synchronized with all of Andy’s Kaslan products, and despite Andy trying to name his new friend “Han Solo,” the doll names itself: “Chucky!” Anywhere Andy goes, Chucky follows, which only spells trouble once Andy’s darkest thoughts start becoming deadly realities. She takes it home as an early birthday present for Andy, hoping it’ll smooth his transition. ![]() Mother Karen (Aubrey Plaza) listens to customer complaints all day at her Zedmart job, where she happens to come upon a “defective” returned Buddi doll. Gabriel Bateman steps in as an older iteration of Andy Barclay, a new-in-town outsider who struggles to find friendship. Child’s Play is a bizarre combination of Bear McCreary’s vinyl-worthy “toy orchestra” score, Tyler Burton Smith’s wonkily coincidence-based screenplay, death sequences of the highest ick-factor, and so much more – but what’s it all make? A procedurally rigid Child’s Play that doesn’t scare, only shocks through intermittent violence, and begs the question of why this had to be a Chucky reboot in the first place (marketability, I know). ![]()
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