It sounded like a good idea. Resuscitate the flagging Child’s Play series about Chucky, the demon toy, with a riff from The Bride of Frankenstein. Give old Chuckles a girlfriend (doll-sized and homicidal, of course), then watch their mutant love blossom like belladonna. Yes, there is a love scene—hilarious, campy, revolting—for Chucky and his Tiff, who looks like a Cabbage Patch doll done up as Deborah Harry. But the film is wasted on cheap violence, and Chucky, with his sutured head and Jack Nicholson voice (provided by Brad Dourif), is too ugly to enjoy. Tilly, as a killer vixen whose soul gets trapped in Tiff’s plastic body, gives the movie a few moments of romantic pathos, absurd yet believable. (R)
Bottom Line: Forget it, dollface
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