Cursed
Is Cursed cursed? The Wes Craven werewolf flick starring Christina Ricci has been, er, dogged by disaster since it first started shooting (and had to be almost entirely re-shot with different actors taking on secondary roles) but unlike most movies that go through so many changes, this one’s come through with flying colors.
Reminiscent of 1980’s An American Werewolf in
Ricci plays Ellie Hudson, a serious-minded talent booker for the Craig Kilborn talk show. She’s guardian to her nerdy teenage brother, Jimmy (Jesse Eisenberg), and the two live a normal life in a quiet suburban neighborhood with their dog Zipper (Solar) and the loving memory of their departed parents.
Their lives are turned topsy-turvy one night when they’re driving home from
Although Cursed is not exactly a mystery, to say much more would require spoilers and I don’t want to wreck your fun. And “fun” is exactly what this movie is: It’s a rollicking popcorn flick, so don’t go in expecting Oscar material and you’ll enjoy yourself immensely. It’s got some genuine thrill/fear sequences that do get under your skin and won’t let go even after the credits have rolled (if you’ve driven to the theater and parked in a shadowy underground structure… Have fun walking back to your car!).
The cinematography (by Robert McLachlan, three-time nominee for the American Society of Cinematographers award for his stellar work on TV’s Millennium) is picture perfect, even when somewhat questionable moments of CGI are inserted. The soundtrack and original score blends in seamlessly with the action, and the makeup and costumes aid in the evolution of the characters without being overt.
Of all the mythical monsters, the werewolf is one of my least favorites. Although I do like An American Werewolf in