Starring:
Michael J. Fox, Trini Alvarado, Peter Dobson, John Austin,
Jeffrey Combs, Dee Wallace Stone Directed by: Peter Jackson
Written by: Fran Walsh and Peter Jackson Rated R Running Time:
1 hour, 46 minutes
Peter
Jackson's "The Frighteners" is filled with great ideas that
somehow don't add up to a great movie. It has some funny moments,
some scary moments, some outrageously goofy performances,
and best of all, some of the most unique and thrilling special
effects I've seen in a long time. The problem is, each one
of these elements is fighting so hard to upstage the others
that after a while, I simply lost interest in it all. Watching
this film is like being at a party where everyone there is
trying to be the life of it. This is a movie headed for ectoplasmic
overload.
The
movie stars Michael J. Fox as Frank Bannister, a con-artist
who poses as a kind of "ghostbuster". A few years earlier,
he was involved in a car accident which resulted in the ability
to communicate with the dearly departed. How does he use his
new found "talent"? He recruits some ghosts and has them terrorize
some unsuspecting neighbors who then call him to "clean house"
of all lingering poltergeists. He uses a number of contraptions
which do absolutely nothing, "squirts" Holy water all over
the house, then charges a few hundred dollars for his services.
However,
his "ghosts" aren't the only weird thing in town. A strange
epidemic is sweeping across the neighborhood. Perfectly healthy
citizens are dropping in record numbers from heart attacks.
Is it a new disease? Or is it something of a more paranormal
nature - something that could only be done away with by someone
with a link to "the other side". Bannister is reluctant to
investigate. After losing a loved one in the accident, he
has become consumed with bitterness and guilt, and has no
interest in caring about anyone again. However, there are
those in the community who seem to think that Bannister is
not playing with a full deck and suspect that he may be the
one responsible for the deaths. After some persuading by the
local doctor (Trini Alvarado) and also to clear his own name,
he decides to dig deeper into the mystery. The investigation
leads to some kooky characters, including a paranoid government
agent (who bears an odd resemblance to Adolf Hitler), and
a mysterious middle-aged woman (Dee Wallace Stone) who has
been locked away in a mansion since childhood by her creepy
and overbearing mother.
Did
I give away too much? I don't think so. Director Peter ("Heavenly
Creatures") Jackson and his co-writer Fran Walsh jam pack
their story with so many subplots that it would take a review
the length of their screenplay to give away too much. There
is a good story somewhere in here, but I think Jackson and
Walsh made the mistake to trying to tell too many good stories.
Unfortunately, the result is a jumbled mess of a script. Although
I have to admit, it is one of the most visually interesting
jumbled messes I've seen in a while.
The
special effects (as with many movies recently) are spectacular.
Especially the scenes that take place in the mansion. The
demons don't pop out from dark corners, but rather slither
ominously through the walls and floor ducts, ready to rip
you from this world without giving you time to scream for
help. The effects here are spellbinding - they have to be
seen to be believed. Also good are the ghosts which assist
Bannister in his scams. One had died in the mid-seventies
and constantly complains about wanting to get new clothes.
Another one, named Judge, was killed in the Old West and continues
to rot away, even so far as to have his lower jaw only attached
on one side. (Although I never knew that ghosts continued
to rot away. I thought only corpses did that.)
I've
always felt that Michael J. Fox is a much more talented actor
that many of his films would indicate. To me, he seems to
select roles that limit his range. He has a couple of good
moments here, especially in scenes with Trini ("Little Women")
Alvarado. However, those few scenes collapse under the weight
of the movie's other elements. Jeffrey Combs, as the Hitler-like
government agent, and Dee Wallace Stone, as the recluse, tend
to go way over the top, although they really have to, in order
to compete with the effects and gimmicks tossed in by Jackson
and Walsh.
Peter
Jackson is clearly a gifted filmmaker with a very vivid imagination.
(Rent "Heavenly Creatures" to see a better Jackson film.)
However, like any other filmmaker, his story must have some
kind of a balance to be effective and get us to care. I've
read that Jackson was given complete artistic freedom on this
film. I'm all for a director having total control over his
films, but at the same time, I also realize that a filmmaker
can get lost in the midst of all his or her creative ideas.
It happens to the best. Even though I didn't care for this
film, I could easily see signs of a brilliant filmmaker at
work. Jackson's creative juices are flowing all throughout
"The Frighteners". All that was needed was someone to come
in and make sense of it all.
Copyright
2001 Michael Brendan McLarney Critically
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