5) Seed Of Chucky
Honestly, I’ve never seen a film franchise derail itself so monumentally, as Seed Of Chucky was a confusing mess of a tonal shitshow that had me scratching my head the entire time. Nothing against anyone involved, but, what was anyone involved thinking? Chucky was stripped of all his horror, the movie itself resorted to abysmally ridiculous gags, Mancini failed to create any intelligent satirical Hollywood commentary, and audiences were weirdly introduced to Chucky’s gender confused son. What the what?!
Written and directed by Don Mancini, Jennifer Tilly stars as herself, currently working on the next Chucky film after Chuck and Tiffany were killed in Bride of Chucky. Their “corpses” were taken to Hollywood, and since then had become stars being nothing but lifeless props. But if you remember, at the end of Bride, Tiffany births a child, and he/she grows up to be a scared puppet with bad dreams after being abducted by a traveling ventriloquist. Blah blah blah, the kid finds his parents, brings them back to life, they struggle to raise a family without killing anyone, Redman shows up, John Waters pops in, Chucky masturbates to a Fangoria magazine, Tiff flashes her plastic tits, and Jennifer Tilly gives birth to Chucky’s babies in human form after being artificially inseminated.
Where Bride Of Chucky used fierce, dark comedy to compliment the overall bastard tone of Chucky, Seed Of Chucky loses grip of any darkness, and turns our once feared murderous doll into nothing but a jester. Where Bride of Chucky paid homage to the slasher genre, Seed of Chucky essentially mocked it, losing any bits of respectability. Chucky officially lost all of his bite with this ill-advised sequel, and the character Glen/Glenda absolutely failed at bringing the Child’s Play franchise into groundbreaking territory.
Chucky is a killer doll – I don’t need him playing father, I need him raising hell and trying to get out of his plastic prison.
