Look I’m gonna skip the usual format for this one and go straight to…
Overall Impressions: Seed of Chucky is
supposed to be campy and outrageous and goofy so to simply say “I didn’t like
it, it’s stupid” is doing the movie a disservice. Sure, it’s wacky as shit but that’s also sort
of the point. To give you an idea of
what you’re in for John Waters plays a paparazzo who takes pictures of Chucky
masturbating through a window. If that
sounds like your cup of semen then the ball’s in your court. If not then you’re not gonna have a good
time.
We start out with Chucky and Tiffany’s offspring running
away from a miserable traveling sideshow to go look for his/her/their parents
(I’ll elaborate on the multiple pronouns in a moment). When they’re found they’re in an inanimate
state. So through Damballa they’re
magically brought back to life and the killing begins all over again. The other major part of the plot is a meta
reality bending twist on Hollywood and the Child’s Play franchise. Jennifer Tilly, the real life actor, is fed
up with being associated with Chucky and attempts to branch out into more
diverse roles. Redman, the famous
rapper, is making a new Jesus biopic and Tilly plans to sleep with him to
secure the part of the Virgin Mary (funny irony there). Chucky and Tiffany decide to transfer their
souls into Redman and Tilly but they need another body for their newly reunited
kid. So the plan then morphs into
impregnating Tilly with Chucky’s semen to produce a vessel. As you can see it’s like a lot. And it’s like pretty fuckin’ weird.
Ok, I just wanna quickly comment on the blurring of the line
between film and reality that they went for.
If Wes Craven hadn’t already done this same exact premise ten years
prior of people making a new Nightmare on Elm Street film while
simultaneously and unwittingly being in a new Nightmare on Elm Street
film this would’ve come off a lot fresher.
New Nightmare is great too (until the finale) so Chucky treading
the same territory is an uphill battle.
They don’t do that bad of a job with it but ultimately the idea comes
across kinda lazy and like they were taking shots in the dark.
One interesting aspect is the picture was ahead of the curve
when it comes to gender identity. Chucky
and Tiffany’s kid doesn’t know if it’s a boy or a girl and goes back and forth
throughout the movie with the dilemma. Should
the name be Glen or Glenda (a nod to Ed Wood, one of many nods to other
films)? They designed the doll in an
androgynous manner as well as leave out any genitalia when Chucky pulls
his/her/their pants down. In the end
Chucky and Tiffany accept their child for who he/she/they are which is
touching. Some of this subplot is played
for laughs but at times it’s certainly taken seriously too. Never would’ve expected something like that
from this movie.
What this sequel is all about though is Jennifer Tilly. It’s her film. She plays multiple leads (including herself)
and is in almost every scene. The roles
don’t offer quite enough emotional range to really call this a showcase exactly
plus the material is exceptionally ridiculous, but there’s no doubt she carries
the whole thing. She has to go through
being typecast as a ditzy actor, attacked by maniacal dolls who want to get her
pregnant, charm Redman into casting her in his upcoming movie, give childbirth,
debate prostituting herself to advance her career, see people get killed in
front of her and etc. I think she does a
nice job here. She also ends up
screaming a helluva lot.
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