Some people have already tauted this film as a true sequel to the original. Don't be surprised if those people have serious addictions either to heroin or self-induced head trauma. Hallucinogens, bad taste, or out-right ignorance are the only acceptable excuses for anyone to rate this film so high.
First of all, while I am a fan of the original (because I am a fan of the five important talents involved in bringing the Crow to life; Crow creator Jay O'Barr, director Alex Proyas, Ernie Hudson, the impressively sinister Michael Wincott, and the late Brandon Lee,) allow me a moment of objective criticism. To begin with - and I know that to say this is akin to blasphemy - the original wasn't that great of a film. Oh, it was certainly an enjoyable piece for fan-boys such as myself; but it wasn't spectacular. The only reason that it was destined to be a classic was due to the grim nature of its production history. RIP Brandon.
Now, in regards to this Angelus vs. the young John Connor, I do have to say that I actually appreciated Furlong's ability to come off as a bad-ass. The director and the budget, however, totally screwed this film. There were no big action sequences. There was no originality. There was absolutely no believable interest. I mean, one of the "Four Horsemen", in the middle of a crowded room, starts beating the crap out of a folding table with a baseball bat - and this is one of the better action sequences.
David Boreanaz (is that really how his last name is spelled?) may well have put the pistol in the mouth of his floundering attempt to jump from the small screen to...well, the small screen - as this was a direct to video release.
And Tara Reid?! Her appearance in this film only dutifully marks the inevitable decline her career should have been on before she showed up in American Pie.
The only good reason to see this film is for the all-of-18-total-minutes of screen time involving the ever-so-delightful Emmanuelle Chriqui. However, despite her fledgling talent, dialog forces her role to merely smolder when it should have burned up the screen.
All in all, only a tasteless buffoon would rate this film higher than a 4 out of ten.
First of all, while I am a fan of the original (because I am a fan of the five important talents involved in bringing the Crow to life; Crow creator Jay O'Barr, director Alex Proyas, Ernie Hudson, the impressively sinister Michael Wincott, and the late Brandon Lee,) allow me a moment of objective criticism. To begin with - and I know that to say this is akin to blasphemy - the original wasn't that great of a film. Oh, it was certainly an enjoyable piece for fan-boys such as myself; but it wasn't spectacular. The only reason that it was destined to be a classic was due to the grim nature of its production history. RIP Brandon.
Now, in regards to this Angelus vs. the young John Connor, I do have to say that I actually appreciated Furlong's ability to come off as a bad-ass. The director and the budget, however, totally screwed this film. There were no big action sequences. There was no originality. There was absolutely no believable interest. I mean, one of the "Four Horsemen", in the middle of a crowded room, starts beating the crap out of a folding table with a baseball bat - and this is one of the better action sequences.
David Boreanaz (is that really how his last name is spelled?) may well have put the pistol in the mouth of his floundering attempt to jump from the small screen to...well, the small screen - as this was a direct to video release.
And Tara Reid?! Her appearance in this film only dutifully marks the inevitable decline her career should have been on before she showed up in American Pie.
The only good reason to see this film is for the all-of-18-total-minutes of screen time involving the ever-so-delightful Emmanuelle Chriqui. However, despite her fledgling talent, dialog forces her role to merely smolder when it should have burned up the screen.
All in all, only a tasteless buffoon would rate this film higher than a 4 out of ten.