Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Thinner (1996) - Review
Oh man, I do love Stephen King movies. They're always good for a laugh... well, almost always. When they don't teeter too closely on the side of boredom, they can be some of the funniest bad movies out there. And hey, we're in luck! Thinner is one of the best! Relatively speaking, of course.
Okay, so the plot involves a fat man being cursed by gypsies, when he accidentally runs one over. After that, he realizes that he's losing weight at a rapid pace. Cool, right? Wrong! He keeps shrinking as the curse begins to wither him away to nothing. First problem: that is a ridiculous premise. I'm not saying it can't work. I mean, hey, Drag Me to Hell's premise is very similar, and that movie is fantastic. Thing is, Raimi has that built-in self-aware style that King's movies seem to be completely devoid of.
This isn't necessarily a bad thing, however, as it leads to tons of hilarious moments and completely over-the-top line readings. Let's face it, the actors here are not subtle. The lead, Robert John Burke, tries to compensate for wearing a fatsuit by delivering the most overstated and ridiculous faces that he can muster. Thing of it like how silent film actors had to exaggerate every movement because of a lack of sound.
That's kind of how the whole movie is: really really... obvious? Unsubtle? Apparently that's a word. Yes, it's unsubtle. There's no nuances here, just lots of 90s, fairly low-budget cheese, which do happen to provide a lot of laughs. Oh, and just wait for the dumb punchline ending. Classic. White man from town, indeed.