Monday, October 14, 2019

Trying to make doll-sex mainstream.....

Bride Of Chucky


     Obsessed ex-girlfriend of what was once Chucky has taken it upon herself to resurrect the little asshole in hopes to marry him. It works, but soon back-fires when he berates her for thinking he'd be into that. Oddly high standards for a bunch damn murderers. After the ridicule, she locks him up in a cage and like a bad mother,  leaves him unattended...because she's not very smart. Predictably, Chucky breaks free and electrocutes her while she's in the tub and proceeds to transfer her soul into a doll she bought for him in order to mock him. After she wakes up in the new doll body, he explains to her that he needs an amulet he was buried with to transfer the both of them into new bodies.
What's a hottie like her doing with a scrub like him?


     After making some arrangements with local ne'er-do-well, it's road-tripping to (naturally) New Jersey! Along the way we're treated to random murders, doll sex, and John Ritter!

Well it WAS John Ritter....now it's a pin cusion.

     The climax, while predictable, plays out in the graveyard where Chucky's original body is buried and were subjected to an awkward doll fight and the appearance of what could best be described as 'Chucky crotch fruit". You probably have it figured out by now that this is setting up the next sequel. So I guess my work is never truly done, but we'll get to that movie in a couple of days. Not as bad as I was expecting, but then again, this wasn't made by Full Moon Entertainment or Troma.

Tuesday: Horror movies and parties seem to go hand in hand...



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