What’s that sound of a body hitting the floor?
Or John Goodman chewing a rare cheeseburger with his mouth open?
Or how about the sound of Kim Griest’s acting career coming out of the 80s?
Ok, I don’t even think any of that makes sense but it seemed funny in the moment. It’s a monster horror film that doesn’t have enough monster (nor does it utilize the lack of monster appearance toward suspense in any real way), but there are some decent horror moments regarding body parts and homeless people. Maybe it does get some extra points for showing how utterly filthy the city used to be back in the 80s. The film does reach its straighter parts regarding humanism and anti-bureaucratic governments in a real tedious way, and shows some worth. What more could you expect from a film where the main detective pronounces Houston, house-ton?
Viewed on Amazon Prime.