Director: Roland Emmerich
Screenplay: Roland Emmerich and Thomas
Kubisch
Cast: Jason Lively as Warren
McCloud; Tim McDaniel as Fred; Jill Whitlow as Laurie Sanders; Leonard Lansink
as Karl; Paul Gleason as Stan Gordon; Ian MacNaughton as Frederick McCloud; Chuck
Mitchell as Mr. Rosenbaum
Obscurities, Oddities and One-Offs
Yes, I am covering a Roland Emmerich movie, which is bizarre
even for me to consider. But Emmerich
long before his big budget films had to begin somewhere. His first known film
is arguably Universal Soldier (1992) as
it had Jean-Claude Van Damme in his
popular Hollywood years and led to sequels off the back of financial success. I
hold some good to that film, entirely for a scene of Dolph Lundgren as a Vietnam soldier, brought back to life,and
having gone insane, holding a supermarket hostage and beginning a crazed
monologue about the war whilst a colleague, also a resurrected soldier, is
eating frozen meat. Stargate (1994) was
after, though I'd argue that whilst it is an important step in his career, the
TV series has subsumed it culturally just for being over ten seasons without
the spin-offs. After that was Independence
Day (1996) which was a smash hit, starting Emmerich's course to blockbusters to the modern day.
Before then, he started with West
German/American co-productions, such as a Malcolm
McDowell starring sci-fi Moon 44
(1990), or this, which looked like a horror themed E.T. rip off but is Roland
Emmerich making an eighties horror tinged comedy with cast members from the
cult film Night of the Creeps (1986).
Nothing is inappropriate in the film for a family audience baring the surprising amount of swearing, an affinity
for "Goddamn" in particular and an occasional "shit", all about
two horror loving guys Warren (Jason
Lively) and Fred (Tim McDaniel) alongside the put upon female lead to their
amateur horror films Laurie (Jill Whitlow).
The E.T. stand in, in lieu to Steven Spielberg's famous 1982 about a diminutive
alien being a huge mega hit, is here the ghost of a diminutive English butler
of one of the guy's late grandfather, acquired when Warren is the benefactor of
a will. Said butler Lewis wishes his body to finally rest, taking advantage of Fred
being a wunderkind with film practical effects by hijacking an animatronic
version of himself as a corporal body, which in fair due to the film itself is
a very well made puppet creation who never comes off as unintentionally creepy
with his big eyes and stereotypical English accent.
Ghost Chase is just an okay film, but I must confess this is a Roland Emmerich film I have seen that I
have enjoyed. Unfortunately the German born director became a pretentious one,
bombastic and yet bland, who puts messages about climate change in films like The Day After Tomorrow (2004) only for
there to still be the problematic nature I have always had with disaster films
of them gleefully killing off whole populations as statistics in elaborate catastrophes.
His cinema does not appeal to me at all, but not without a concern that he
simply followed spectacle without risk and with pseudo gravity to the material.
Ghost
Chase, co-written by Emmerich, is
a simple and silly tale where two goofball male leads and female character
being the grounded one cross paths with an evil movie mogul who wants the
inheritance too.
I like the tributes to horror
throughout the film, as they fell from a sincere place and not stumbling into
anything that would be ridiculed. One of the leads Fred is the aforementioned
talented director/tech head jack of all trades who has turned their home into a
giant haunted house, even creating a breakfast preparation system which the
creators of Wallace and Gromit would
be proud of. When you get an actual haunted house, it has all the clichés like
superimposed actors as ghosts, sentient suits of armour and a giant spiked
crushing device, all done with a loving sense of playfulness that is not to be
found in later films from the director I have seen. Even the fact they take
advantage of Night of the Living Dead
(1968) being in the public domain is for good, such as splicing it in-between
a meta slasher opening inside the film, starting as being part of the trend of
the films in the eighties only for it to be a production being shot the leads
in their house.
Lewis himself is interesting the
main selling point of this entire production, one of the many miniature beings
who exist in the eighties, many of which were as mentioned in the shadow of E.T.: The Extra Terrestrial being such
a big blockbuster hit. Not annoying in the slightest, there is an added side to
this being a film by German born Emmerich
in which one of the villains is an incompetent German henchman who looks like a
glasses wearing middle aged man, felt with a wink. Lewis even evokes fighting
the "Hun" in World War I in one set piece against him, which does not
feel offensive when you consider this is a German production that is probably
taking glee in all this.
Beyond this, it is a predictable
movie. As a depiction of Los Angeles in the eighties however, shot in
Hollywood, it is interesting to see Emmerich's
take on Hollywoodland before he would be a permanent member, even if his shots
show it as a crowded urban sprawling epicentre more than its glamorous facade
may suggest. The story plays up to this place's inherent oddness, where turn of
the century houses hide knee-deep between studios and undistinguished
buildings, and where it subverts the stereotype of the drunk doing a double
take at a strange sight by revealing a drunk homeless man as a former star,
offering Lewis information for a very important location he needs to get to off
camera.
The irony is not lost of Roland Emmerich eventually becoming a
big Hollywood director considering how
much of the film is about the leads, especially Fred, wanting to get their as
creators. He should be happy he got his dream, the one Fred wants whilst Warren
is in love with his off-and-on again female lead, almost suggesting the Fred
character is a take on himself as a wide eyed wannabe director with so many
ideas in his head. It is annoying that this dream however includes a film like 2012 (2009) in the reality, a bloated
and unsubtle experience for anyone. This admittedly could come off as extreme
mean to write, and anyone wanting to defend that film is welcome to try to me,
but a person's life is long enough for him or her to change over the years into
an entirely different person. It would be interesting to see how the helmer of Ghost Chase ended up being the man he
did in the later decades. One possible issue is that, whilst I may maintain an
open mind to his work, not a lot of Emmerich's
work is exactly appropriate to cover for this type of review, which not even
his greatest defenders would argue against. Possibly one exception is Anonymous (2011), his ill advised
period film suggesting William
Shakespeare did not write his own plays. In comparison, something as innocuous
but joyful like Ghost Chase comes
off as more charming.
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