Movie Review: Godsend

 

            After hearing nothing but praise about this movie over the past few weeks from people who obviously have no taste (which is worse than bad taste, mind you!), I decided to view it in the comfort of my own home.  Before I go on, let me just say that the concept embodied in this film actually had potential.  But not anymore.  Thanks to you, Nick Hamm, there’s one more plot down the drain. 

 

                First, I’ll give you a run-down of what happens: Car hits little boy.  Parents devastated.  Doctor of Babies, Genetics, Gynecology, Marine Biology and Psychiatry Richard Ernest Wells offers parents opportunity to clone dead son.  Parents, after much consideration and arguing (about ten minutes of film), decide that they will clone son (His name is Adam.  I just remembered.).  Doctor Fellatio, err, Wells, implants cell in ovaries of mother.  A few minutes later, a baby is born!  They name the boy Adam (I’m sorry, but this seemed utterly strange to me.  They named their new baby, supposedly an identical clone, after their old son.  That just doesn’t seem right.  God-willing, these people are eventually terminated.).  Another two minutes pass, and we see Adam, his parents and Dr. Wells at Adam’s eighth birthday party.  All of these individuals are unchanged, save for Adam.  This leads me to believe that these ‘actors’ and ‘actresses’ have discovered another dimension where time is not present, and they cleverly have been residing there for the past eight years.  Now, it’s clear that Dr. Wells has a special relationship with Adam.  He’s a father-figure.  It’s also clear that Adam is psychotic.  He sees things that nobody else sees, like burning schools and hands and shower curtains.  Dr. Wells shrugs these events off, dubbing them ‘night terrors.’  And, as proof of his genius, he also claims that nobody could predict what would happen after Adam turned eight, anyway, since the previous Adam died when he was eight.  This is very in-depth science here.  After a bunch of this random bullshit, Paul (the father) discovers that Dr. Wells’ late son, Zachary, was evil, and the good doctor used some of his genes in creating the new Adam!  This is atrocious.  What Adam is experiencing are the memories of a life he never lived, seeing himself doing bad things that he hasn’t really done!  Paul gets angry and the doctor beats him with a candle and a funeral burns down.  Then Adam tries to kill his mother, fails, and they move to a new town, and try to start over.  Oh, and somewhere in there Adam kills a school bully.  The real kicker is, the director cleverly makes you think that Adam is back to normal—whatever that is—and then some imaginary hands pull Adam into a closet in his new house!  And everything gets real scary again!  This is, like, foreshadowing at its best! 

 

                Okay, so now you know what the movie is, in a nutshell.  The sad, sad part about it is this: that nutshell I just wrote down for your viewing pleasure is probably more suspenseful and, ultimately, more entertaining than actually seeing this bombshell.  By this I mean that it was not scary.  It was not suspenseful in the least.  It sucked.  Those two hours, or so, of film didn’t do anything but bore me.  I watched it a second time, to see if I just missed some important factor, but there was nothing.  I mean, put yourself in my shoes: credible sources such as my girlfriend and people whom I don’t recall are telling me to see this movie.  This movie is scary.  I sit there, smiling dumbly, waiting for the real Chucky in this kid to emerge and start killing everyone.  And only one person dies in the entire film, unless you count the kid, who is basically resurrected anyway.  They didn’t even make that part entertaining.  The bully is shown from a distance, calling his friends incredibly demoralizing things, such as ‘wussies,’ before finally shutting the hell up and walking down to the river.  What his eventual intentions were is beyond me.  His friends are afraid of walking to the shore of a foot-deep river.  This, in itself, is stupid.  Anyway, he’s sitting there scratching something with a stick, and he starts hearing things behind him, but doesn’t see anyone.  Enter—possibly—covert Adam, Green Beret.  You see something swing something else, and then about 15 minutes later in the film, you see the bully’s body in the river.  This is the epitomy of suspense. 

 

                In conclusion, I would just like to add that, if unapparent after my previous ranting, I do not recommend this film in the slightest.  Robert De Niro is cool, but he doesn’t change the movie’s suck factor at all.  I would also like to add that I’m not a big fan of conclusions.  I just like to get it over with as fast as possible.  So don’t expect any fancy stuff from me, Mister Asshole Reader. 

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