Review: Dead in Tombstone
Danny
Trejo plays a dead rock musician…er…outlaw who strikes a deal with the Devil
himself (Mickey Rourke himself) to be resurrected for 24 hours in order to kill
the bastard turncoat bandits who bumped him off in the first place, led by
Anthony Michael Hall. If he brings the Devil these six souls (who, along with
Trejo were planning on taking over a gold-mining town), he’ll save his own soul
from an eternally Hellish fate. Or so Beelzebub says. I mean, he’s the Devil
and he’s played by Mickey Rourke, after all. Dina Meyer plays a local widow
whose husband was killed, leaving her vengeful towards Hall’s gang too.
Direct-to-DVD
specialist Roel Reine has made a name for himself making films that are a damn
sight better than they have any right to be but never quite good enough to
recommend. “Death Race 2”, “The Marine 2”, and Steven Seagal’s “Pistol
Whipped” all had their desirable elements, but were just shy of being
worthwhile. Well, you can add this Satanically-tinged western from 2013 to the
list of watchable but unmemorable films from Mr. Reine, who also serves as his
own DOP here. He’s no Albert Pyun or Uwe Boll, and might one day direct a good
film. I’ll be waiting in anticipation.
Scripted
by Brendan Cowles and Shane Kuhn, the film is like “Machete” dropped
into a version of “The Crow” set in the Wild West. And it’s better than
it probably sounds from that gimmicky description. It’s certainly Reine’s most
visually appealing and dynamically shot film (perhaps a little too much so, but
the light and shadow are amazing), but although Danny Trejo is ideal, co-stars
Mickey Rourke and Anthony Michael Hall bring nothing to the party, dragging the
film down considerably. Rourke is really bizarre in this, but not in any
compelling way. He looks bored and sounds dubbed, and the character is far more
interesting than the way in which Rourke half-heartedly plays him. If ever a
role was made for Billy Drago, this is it. Such a shame that Mickey Rourke
ain’t no Billy Drago. Hall just hasn’t got the acting chops here to play a
memorably nasty villain, he’s bland and boring. What a weak opposite number for
the intimidating (if 60ish, bordering on 70ish) Trejo. I’d have cast Michael
Madsen or Tom Sizemore in the part, personally. Or even William Fichtner if
Reine could afford him (likely not). I’m not normally a Dina Meyer fan, but
playing a gun-totin’ western woman, she’s well-cast here.
Is
this any good? Nope, not really, but it looks fantastic and Danny Trejo is
perfect. With a better supporting cast this could’ve been Reine’s best film to
date. As is, it’s a bit empty inside. Oh well. At least it’s watchable, and the
B-director has brought his A-game.
Rating:
C+
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