I loved this movie as a kid so I took another spin down nostalgia lane to see how the film held up all these years later. In most cases, nostalgia is much kinder than what the film turns out to be in retrospect. Though, in the case of Warlock, I was pleasantly surprised to see that, for the most part, the film still holds up well.
A warlock (Julian Sands) escapes certain death in the 17th century by conjuring up a time warp spell and vaulting to Los Angeles in 1988. Of all the places! Unfortunately for him, a witch hunter (Richard E. Grant) follows him to the future, intent on putting an end to the murdering son of Satan.
The entire film is entertaining from start to finish if you like to be entertained with mindless mayhem and fun. I do. You should too.
The witch hunter pairs up with a typical 80’s L.A. girl, who the warlock cast a rapid aging spell on, to track down the evil guy. Hilarity ensues as the hunter plays the typical “fish out of water” character amidst the hunt. Think Crocodile Dundee in New York.
The warlock is a badass with a penchant for killing. At one point he makes an omelet with a guy’s tongue and later follows that up by murdering a kid who famously said, “My dad hates Jesus and the 12 apostrophes.” Oh, the hilarity!
The chemistry between the hunter and the L.A. girl is quite good, which is basically the most important part of a road movie. They bicker, laugh, and fall in love just like you expect them too, yet still manage to be engaging and entertaining. Nothing like the duo in Demon Hunter, which just sucked.
From a horror standpoint my thoughts are a little less kind. The warlock is pretty scary dude, but there are no jumpy or terrifying moments. A bit of a let down, but once again, this is a more a mismatched-pair-road-movie than horror.
Thank you 1989 for this movie, also thanks for the Hammer pants. Without those neon green and pink parachute looking things, I don’t think I would have had the courage to ask out Leah Borsen in 4th grade. Which led to the greatest 4 day relationship of my life. We even held hands!
Snore Factor: ZZ