Dolly DearestYear: 1992 Director: Maria Lease Written by: Maria Lease Threat: Possessed Doll Weapon of Choice: Dynamite Based upon: none |
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Rish's Reviews
For at least a decade, I've seen this flick on the shelves. I've always had something
better to do. Till now.
An entrepenureal father uproots his family to Mexico, where he's invested all their savings
into a doll-making enterprise. The warehouse happens to be located right next to a buried
Mayan ruin of some sort, and when the spirit of the son of the devil is unleashed, it takes
possession of a particularly ugly doll, which of course is given to the little daughter of
the family. The doll is evil, people attempt to warn the family, the doll comes to life when
nobody else is around, the little girl starts turning evil herself, basically the same domestic
story we've all experienced, one time or another.
Blah. I don't have a lot to say about this one. I've found that my longest reviews are
for movies I love, and the second-longest reviews are for the movies I really hate. That
I can barely muster enough for four paragraphs tells you that this one fell in that wasteland
in between.
Rip Torn plays a pseudo-Mexican historian/archeologist/scientist/graverobber/professor
. . . or something. Denise Crosby, who plays the mom, is pretty good. Was Crosby EVER
a celebrity, Former or otherwise? A kid I remember seeing from Star Trek, Chris
Demetral, plays the son. He's basically one of those too-smart-for-his-own-good child characters that
anyone who's not a kid despises. Realising that a character like that is not cool is truly
one of the milestones of every adolescent.
Dolls are weird. I said in my Child's Play
reviews that dolls aren't scary. But they are. I guess it's the fact that they're representations
of people, only smaller, and that they're intended to be as realistic as possible, with brushable
hair and eyes that open and close. But they're never quite right. They never look exactly
like real, live people. And when they do, well, they're even scarier for the deadness of
their eyes.
Unfortunately, once the doll starts to talk and run around, it's completely ludicrous, much
like Chucky. It's only when the doll just sits there, and is supposed to be cute, that it's
scary.
The only other thing I can think of to comment on is the shrieking, overzealous Mexican
housekeeper, who rants on and on about el muñeco diabolico and our good pal
Satanás. Having seen a religious horror flick or two, it strikes me as odd how
the American/Anglo main characters so universally dismiss the religious Hispanics (or
Italians) as if they are loin-clothed natives shaking their spears at the sound of thunder.
That we don't resent their doing so seems rather unusual. Of course, it's strange that
it's always the fat, shaking Mexican woman in this part, proclaiming in monosyllabic
spurts that the powers of darkness are on the rise and a tremor in the Catholic Force
is making her feel bad. It's racist, sure, but it never seems to bother anybody.
The film started out alright and it never really fell apart or became crap, but it was pretty
bland, pretty mediocre. The filmmakers built up the evil throughout the film, hoping that
we would be afraid of the inevitable attack. When it came, however, the damn doll was
so easy to dispatch, that I was SURE it would pop up again, perhaps even winning the
day. But no. Basically, the kids could've taken it out.
They pulled off a really impressively frightening little girl in young actress Candace Hutson.
She snarls, plots, threatens, and reverts quickly to sweet Aryan daughter when it suits her
purposes. Good work on that. But this ends up working against the film, because the little
girl went from murderous to adorable so fast I was sure she would turn out to be shamming.
Like the too-easily-defeated doll, that sets up in the viewers minds an expectation--a certain
undropped shoe, if you will--and we wait impatiently for the release to come.
I'm still waiting.
Line To Remember: "Play with THIS, bitch!"
I'd Recommend It To: Huge fans of evil doll pictures.
Posted: April 19, 2005
Total Skulls: 12
Sequel | ||
Sequel setup | ||
Rips off earlier film | ||
Horror film showing on TV/in theater in movie | ||
Future celebrity appears | ||
Former celebrity appears | ||
Bad title | ||
Bad premise | ||
Bad acting | ||
Bad dialogue | ||
Bad execution | ||
MTV Editing | ||
OTS | ||
Girl unnecessarily gets naked | ||
Wanton sex | ||
Death associated with sex | ||
Unfulfilled promise of nudity | ||
Characters forget about threat | ||
Secluded location | ||
Power is cut | ||
Phone lines are cut | ||
Someone investigates a strange noise | ||
Someone runs up stairs instead of going out front door | ||
Camera is the killer | ||
Victims cower in front of a window/door | ||
Victim locks self in with killer | ||
Victim running from killer inexplicably falls | ||
Toilet stall scene | ||
Shower/bath scene | ||
Car stalls or won't start | ||
Cat jumps out | ||
Fake scare | ||
Laughable scare | ||
Stupid discovery of corpse | ||
Dream sequence | ||
Hallucination/Vision | ||
No one believes only witness | ||
Crazy, drunk, old man knows the truth | ||
Warning goes unheeded | ||
Music detracts from scene | ||
Death in first five minutes | ||
x years before/later | ||
Flashback sequence | ||
Dark and stormy night | ||
Killer doesn't stay dead | ||
Killer wears a mask | ||
Killer is in closet | ||
Killer is in car with victim | ||
Villain is more sympathetic than heroes | ||
Unscary villain/monster | ||
Beheading | ||
Blood fountain | ||
Blood spatters - camera, wall, etc. | ||
Poor death effect | ||
Excessive gore | ||
No one dies at all | ||
Virgin survives | ||
Geek/Nerd survives | ||
Little kid lamely survives | ||
Dog/Pet miraculously survives | ||
Unresolved subplots | ||
"It was all a dream" ending | ||
Unbelievably happy ending | ||
Unbelievably crappy ending | ||
What the hell? |