Sandwiched between the 5th and 6th episodes of Star Wars were another movie and an unsold tv pilot. It was a short movie night. I was home by 10:11 pm. Still time to watch another movie before bed, nice warm cup of tea to wet the old whistle and a nice slab of apple pie. Last of the free pie from work. A little tart that pie from Rush City.
The movie was Final Destination 3. James Wong directed and co-wrote the script with Glenn Morgan, both of whom worked on The X-Files and Millennium. Wong co-wrote and directed the first Final Destination and Jet Lee's The One. Like the 1st and 2nd FD movies some people cheat death. A young woman has a premonition and gets off the roller coaster. It's called Death Flight, and it's got a giant statue of The Devil at the entrance. That's a god'damn premonition right there. You wouldn't get me on a roller coaster. That's some dangerous shit. The young woman was scared before the ride and baby, you should listen to your self. Some guy tells her that more people die going to the Amusement Park than on the roller coaster. I bet that's true and that's why I don't drive to the Amusement Park, nor go in. Just cause your friends are going doesn't mean you need to go too. But, our young woman caves to peer pressure and gets on board Satan's coaster. Her vision spooks several people into leaving the roller coaster. It takes off and everyone riding is killed. The people who stayed off cheated Death. Pissed, he comes looking for the people and scoops them up in gorey CGI generated splender. Most of the deaths are elaborate Rube Goldberg inspired chains of events that often are very grisly and gorey. There are many scenes of bodies being rendered into ground chuck or fine mist. Two topless girls lounging in tanning beds are accidently trapped as the power shorts out and the beds overheat. They burst into flames in a pretty harsh scene. The total package is somewhat amusing but there isn't much else to this movie than the elaborate deaths. Hopefully, they will put the series to rest and make some new stories.
Tales of Frankenstein isn't a new story. It's a 1958 pilot for an unsold tv series. Anton Diffring is Baron Frankenstein. He's got a monster but it's got a problem with it's brain. He gets the brain from a dead sculptor. The sculptor's wife finds out and the monster kills himself. It was kind of boring, and I wondered what they might do as a series. Every week the Baron builds a new creature out of some person who does a guest appearance. I'd like to see the series with the monster in a Lassie like role, having small adventures with Timmy, but still remaining the grunting charm of the original. Uuuugh! What? Timmy's in the well! Let's go! The show was produced for Hammer Films and directed by Curt Siodmak, who co-wrote the script with an uncredited Jerome Bixby. Too bad they didn't do that well.