While dolls and other such humanized toys often have the capacity to evoke chills and shivers by their frozen and soulless expressions, the concept of such inanimate objects as mass murders is silly at best, and certainly belongs in the Camp Hall of Fame.
Although Steven Spielberg (and Tobe Hooper) briefly captured the frightening aspects of childhood dolls in "Poltergeist," and Anthony Hopkins dealt with his alter ego in his ventriloquist dummy, Fats, in "Magic," the thought and sight of Chucky the homicidal doll has never done much more than elicit groans or repeated rolling of the eyes from this reviewer.
Despite the "success" of the three previous films in the "Child's Play" franchise (with the first being the most successful in the low $30 million gross range), the only thing scary about this fourth installment is that it was ever released. I'm sorry, but the sight of little Chucky scampering across the floor, knife in hand, generates exactly the polar opposite of what the filmmakers were obviously intending.
As helmed by Hong Kong director Ronny Yu ("The Bride With the White Hair") and scripted by Don Mancini (who's written all four of the films in the series), ''Bride of Chucky" is about as bad as they come. The suspense/scare factor is absolute zero, the acting is bad, and the plot and directing are full of so many contrivances that you'll lose count trying to keep track of all of them.
To the filmmakers credit, they do try to insert some jokes and references (a la "Scream") concerning other horror films. Nonetheless, the sight of the signature masks from the "Halloween" and "Friday the 13th movies in a police evidence room, the comparison to Mickey and Mallory (the homicidal characters from "Natural Born Killers"), a reference to the Pinhead character from the "Hellraiser" films (when seeing a man's face impaled by nails) and other similar moments (the sight of the book, "Voodoo for Dummies," "The Bride of Frankenstein" playing on the TV, etc...) are too obvious to be effective or much fun. As such, a self-referential comment stating "In fact, if it was a movie, it would take three or four sequels to do it justice" is also too contrived for its own good.
The performances don't fare much better. Jennifer Tilly ("Bullets Over Broadway") is adequately campy and vampy as the human and then voice of the doll-based femme fatale, but like John Ritter (TV's "Three's Company"), she must have desperately needed a paycheck to appear in a howler such as this.
Brad Dourif, who supplies the voice of Chucky, is appropriately callous, but never frightening. To top it off, his vocal similarity to actor Danny DeVito did nothing but continually remind me of Louie De Palma (DeVito's diminutive character on TV's "Taxi"), a creation much more frightening than Chucky. Teen-based leads Katherine Heigl and Nick Stabile can't do much with their characters and are consequently easily forgotten.
Although the film nearly succeeds on the pure camp level -- after all, dolls having sex and other such plastic domestic bliss and squabbles certainly lands squarely in that field -- the sheer stupidity and banality of the whole production prevents the film from being enjoyed even on that level.
Certain to burn out rapidly at the box office, the film should only have been released -- if at all -- directly on video. Violent and bloody but never scary or any fun, the film ends on the unfortunate note that there may yet be another installment in this series, "Son/Daughter of Chucky" coming soon to a theater near you.
The thought of that is more frightening than everything in this movie combined. Even a character in the film recognizes the lame horror material as he states, "Chucky is so eighties. He's not even scary." We couldn't agree more. Probably to no one's surprise, "Bride of Chucky" gets a 0 out of 10.