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dunmore_ego from Los Angeles, California
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This movie should heed its own slogan: "There can be only one." There
SHOULD have been only one one *Highlander* film, that is. Each sequel
drives another vapid nail into the bottomless coffin that has become
the *Highlander* franchise. *Highlander* was a magnificent film and,
quite obviously upon viewing, a completed story; there was never any
question of a sequel - until the advent of Mongoloid Marketeers, All
Budget, No Brains.
And a shameful pity that in favoring the original *Highlander* movie,
one must add qualification these days - There was nothing like
*Highlander* when it first appeared; directed by an Australian former
music-video director (Russell Mulcahy), featuring a kinetic soundtrack
driven by Queen, a story involving Immortals all hiding in plain view
amongst earth's populace, congregating for The Gathering, to battle for
The Prize the gift of foresight and mortality and to be THE ONE;
featuring newcomer Christopher Lambert, suitably ingenuous as the
Scottish Highlander Connor MacLeod, and Sean Connery aggressively fey
as his swashbuckling tutor, Ramirez.
*Highlander* was engaging, humorous, poignant, original, well-written
and well-filmed. Each successive sequel has been exactly the opposite.
Regarding *The Sorcerer* (aka *The Final Dimension*), it is quite
pointless reviewing or in any way even describing the plots of movies
which do not adhere to their own internal logic. In this case (barring
the first exceptional installment), this whole series has been battling
against itself, in reneging on its own oft-repeated slogan: "There can
be only one". Well, obviously NOT...
The disjointed characters move through *The Sorcerer*'s listless plot
with no regard to continuity or semblance of purpose they just end up
where they need to be for a scene to play itself out all those scenes
which were obviously pitching points for the producers to lay on the
money-men. Now, how to join those scenes? It mattered not, as long as
the money was green and the picture was greenlighted.
Also directed by a former music-video director, Andy Morahan, *The
Sorcerer* displays none of the art and eye that Mulcahy brought to
*Highlander*, though Morahan has no qualms in plagiarizing Mulcahy's
film at every turn, inserting "flashback" scenes to gird the storyline
and attempt poignancy, copying scenes (such as the villain Kane's pale
impression of The Kurgan, when he mocks MacLeod's son in the car) and
just blatantly *repeating* scenes from *Highlander*.
The movie's early sequences display more than enough chinks in its
feeble armor, where we catch up with MacLeod sometime after
*Highlander*, but before *Highlander II: The Quickening*, which,
according to this film, apparently never happened. Then the illusion of
plot collapses completely when MacLeod gets shot in a New York alley
and in the next scene is being frantically dollied to an Emergency
Room. Now: who in New York would look twice at a shot guy in a deserted
alley, let alone ring it in? Then it gets even more idiotic. Fast.
Upon awakening on the hospital dolly, his wounds healed, MacLeod
becomes violent and the obviously unfit-to-practice doctor diagnoses
him as "insane" in three seconds of fighting interns, drugs him and
sends him to the lunatic ward. The only apparent reason for this seems
to be to execute one of those screenwriter pitch scenes: Kane's
medieval henchman stalking MacLeod through modern hospital corridors
(how he located him in this facility - with no time for even an
*efficient* hospital's paperwork to be processed - is beyond
comprehension) and, though MacLeod is randomly trying to find an exit
and the henchman is stalking purposefully, somehow both end up in the
same basement laundry room. After all that setup - the shooting, the
dollying, the lunatic ward, the stalking MacLeod kills the henchman
quickly with no fanfare and the movie moves on, into further contrived
plot less-ness.
The swordplay was choreographed by Young Billy from the sixth grade. A
suitable nomenclature would be "air-guitar sword-fighting," i.e. rather
than actually trying to slice and dice each other's bodies, the
opponents slash at the AIR above each other's heads and parry these
strokes as if they were vital. In one sequence, Kane (played by Mario
Van Peebles, a talented actor/director, heinously miscast here) slashes
at MacLeod, who parries Kane's stroke, only to have his sword shatter
under Kane's blow. Kane's follow-through, which should have then neatly
severed MacLeod's head, doesn't go anywhere near it what then, was
Kane slashing at? Sultry Debra Unger plays The Chick and - like Roxanne
Hart from *Highlander* is aroused uncontrollably by the concept of
Immortality, her foreplay also being the sight of MacLeod getting
stabbed. Guess immortality is a magnet for sexual loonies .
Stereotypical moron cops, whose gratuitous swearing seemed unfamiliar
to their untrained-actor mouths, hound MacLeod, whilst Kane kidnaps
MacLeod's child, setting up the conundrum where The Hero can't kill The
Villain because he alone knows where The Hero's child is.
But MacLeod kills Kane anyway. So much for strategic conundrums.
After the explosive climax not describing the level of excitement,
but rather, that there were many gratuitous explosions set off - when
MacLeod is once again levitated with the electric ecstasy of being The
Last Immortal Ever ahem, again his son walks nonchalantly down some
stairs and reunites with him as if he's just walked in from the
kitchen.
To put the weak capper on an altogether limp movie, an impotent rock
song sings us out over the end credits.
Where's Sean Connery when he's least needed? (Movie Maniacs, visit:
www.poffysmoviemania.com)
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There Can Be Only One er-Three uh- Seven? Twenty?.. I dunno, does 43 sound about right?...., 19 August 2005
Author: dunmore_ego from Los Angeles, California
*** This comment may contain spoilers ***
This movie should heed its own slogan: "There can be only one." There SHOULD have been only one one *Highlander* film, that is. Each sequel drives another vapid nail into the bottomless coffin that has become the *Highlander* franchise. *Highlander* was a magnificent film and, quite obviously upon viewing, a completed story; there was never any question of a sequel - until the advent of Mongoloid Marketeers, All Budget, No Brains.
And a shameful pity that in favoring the original *Highlander* movie, one must add qualification these days - There was nothing like *Highlander* when it first appeared; directed by an Australian former music-video director (Russell Mulcahy), featuring a kinetic soundtrack driven by Queen, a story involving Immortals all hiding in plain view amongst earth's populace, congregating for The Gathering, to battle for The Prize the gift of foresight and mortality and to be THE ONE; featuring newcomer Christopher Lambert, suitably ingenuous as the Scottish Highlander Connor MacLeod, and Sean Connery aggressively fey as his swashbuckling tutor, Ramirez.
*Highlander* was engaging, humorous, poignant, original, well-written and well-filmed. Each successive sequel has been exactly the opposite.
Regarding *The Sorcerer* (aka *The Final Dimension*), it is quite pointless reviewing or in any way even describing the plots of movies which do not adhere to their own internal logic. In this case (barring the first exceptional installment), this whole series has been battling against itself, in reneging on its own oft-repeated slogan: "There can be only one". Well, obviously NOT...
The disjointed characters move through *The Sorcerer*'s listless plot with no regard to continuity or semblance of purpose they just end up where they need to be for a scene to play itself out all those scenes which were obviously pitching points for the producers to lay on the money-men. Now, how to join those scenes? It mattered not, as long as the money was green and the picture was greenlighted.
Also directed by a former music-video director, Andy Morahan, *The Sorcerer* displays none of the art and eye that Mulcahy brought to *Highlander*, though Morahan has no qualms in plagiarizing Mulcahy's film at every turn, inserting "flashback" scenes to gird the storyline and attempt poignancy, copying scenes (such as the villain Kane's pale impression of The Kurgan, when he mocks MacLeod's son in the car) and just blatantly *repeating* scenes from *Highlander*.
The movie's early sequences display more than enough chinks in its feeble armor, where we catch up with MacLeod sometime after *Highlander*, but before *Highlander II: The Quickening*, which, according to this film, apparently never happened. Then the illusion of plot collapses completely when MacLeod gets shot in a New York alley and in the next scene is being frantically dollied to an Emergency Room. Now: who in New York would look twice at a shot guy in a deserted alley, let alone ring it in? Then it gets even more idiotic. Fast.
Upon awakening on the hospital dolly, his wounds healed, MacLeod becomes violent and the obviously unfit-to-practice doctor diagnoses him as "insane" in three seconds of fighting interns, drugs him and sends him to the lunatic ward. The only apparent reason for this seems to be to execute one of those screenwriter pitch scenes: Kane's medieval henchman stalking MacLeod through modern hospital corridors (how he located him in this facility - with no time for even an *efficient* hospital's paperwork to be processed - is beyond comprehension) and, though MacLeod is randomly trying to find an exit and the henchman is stalking purposefully, somehow both end up in the same basement laundry room. After all that setup - the shooting, the dollying, the lunatic ward, the stalking MacLeod kills the henchman quickly with no fanfare and the movie moves on, into further contrived plot less-ness.
The swordplay was choreographed by Young Billy from the sixth grade. A suitable nomenclature would be "air-guitar sword-fighting," i.e. rather than actually trying to slice and dice each other's bodies, the opponents slash at the AIR above each other's heads and parry these strokes as if they were vital. In one sequence, Kane (played by Mario Van Peebles, a talented actor/director, heinously miscast here) slashes at MacLeod, who parries Kane's stroke, only to have his sword shatter under Kane's blow. Kane's follow-through, which should have then neatly severed MacLeod's head, doesn't go anywhere near it what then, was Kane slashing at? Sultry Debra Unger plays The Chick and - like Roxanne Hart from *Highlander* is aroused uncontrollably by the concept of Immortality, her foreplay also being the sight of MacLeod getting stabbed. Guess immortality is a magnet for sexual loonies .
Stereotypical moron cops, whose gratuitous swearing seemed unfamiliar to their untrained-actor mouths, hound MacLeod, whilst Kane kidnaps MacLeod's child, setting up the conundrum where The Hero can't kill The Villain because he alone knows where The Hero's child is.
But MacLeod kills Kane anyway. So much for strategic conundrums.
After the explosive climax not describing the level of excitement, but rather, that there were many gratuitous explosions set off - when MacLeod is once again levitated with the electric ecstasy of being The Last Immortal Ever ahem, again his son walks nonchalantly down some stairs and reunites with him as if he's just walked in from the kitchen.
To put the weak capper on an altogether limp movie, an impotent rock song sings us out over the end credits.
Where's Sean Connery when he's least needed? (Movie Maniacs, visit: www.poffysmoviemania.com)
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