Winning an Oscar
doesn’t
necessarily make you immune from making really, really stupid decisions.
After all, Anthony Hopkins
followsed his Academy Award for
Silence of the Lambs with this ludicrously
camp sci-fi action romp, in which he hires
the lead singer of the Rolling Stones to inject him into
the
brain
of Emilio
Estevez.
Oh yeah.
Stick with it. It gets
even better.
Emilio plays Alex Furlong, a devil-may-care racing car driver who explodes
in a fiery inferno of death on the track. Or, rather, he doesn’t.
The instant before the reaper can claim him he’s snatched eighteen
years into the future to the year 2009, and a world where the ozone layer
is gone, the world’s water is essentially poisonous, and deceased
millionaires gain immortality by employing the services of Mick Jagger’s
futuristic body snatcher.
While you’d
be forgiven for thinking that maybe Mick is in the habit of snatching
these virile young men in
order to feast on their brains, thus keeping him young and limber for
the annual Rolling Stones farewell tour, the gurning rock legend is
actually in the business of providing these fresh – and pollution
free – bodies
for the decadent and elderly rich of the future.
Anthony Hopkins, in
a role that amounts to roughly five minutes of screen time, plays Mr
MacCandless, one such recently dead geezer and also the boss of the
biggest corporation in the world, which also happens to be the company
responsible
for the “spiritual switchboard”, the afterlife matchmaking
system that puts disembodied clients together with their new bodies.
Conveniently
for him, the spiritual switchboard is also where his mind resides while
Jagger tracks down Furlong. Time is running out – just
like ripe pears, the mind can only be kept for a short time before
it turns to useless mush.
Of course, before MacCandless can be transferred into his crisp new
flesh suit, the current occupant has to be disposed of. This doesn’t
go down well, and Emilio legs it into a confusing, scary and rather cheap
looking dystopian future. To make matters worse, Emilio meets up with
his fiancée Julie (Rene Russo), who is not only fifteen years
older than him (though looking much the same) but she’s working
for Anthony Hopkins. Really, what are the chances?
After a frankly tedious number of drawn out chases, we finally learn
that the reason MacCandless is so hellbent on getting Furlong’s
body is because he’s in love with Julie, and as she still holds
a torch for Alex after eighteen years, nicking his body seems like
the quickest way to get a shag. “I was, of course, quite mad” admits
MacCandless, having tricked the hapless couple into entering his low
budget CGI mental domain. But the transfer is interrupted before it
completes, and we’re left to wonder if MacCandless has become
so much cyber-soup or if poor Alex Furlong really has bequeathed his
mortal coil to the
ghost of an insane Welsh billionaire.
It certainly seems as if all is
lost, but – cheeky scamp that he is – Furlong is just pretending
to be MacCandless so he and Julie can escape to live in filthy rich
freedom, zooming off over the end credits to the strains of a jaunty
pop ballad.
Jagger, shamed by his inability to catch even a mid-level Brat Pack
star, is forced to return once more to the marginally less ludicrous
world
of stadium rock, preening and galloping around on stage like a senile
monkey.
Need to know: Hopkins followed Freejack with the rather more sensible
Howard’s End, though 1992 did also see him engaged in a war of
the hams with Gary Oldman in Coppola’s lurid Dracula remake. Thankfully,
his scenery chewing turn as Van Helsing was overshadowed by Keanu Reeves’ remarkable
decision to play Jonathan Harker as a wooden mannequin with a Dick Van
Dyke cockney accent.
Freejack reunited Emilio Estevez with his Young Guns II director, Geoff
Murphy, and was written by Ronald Shusset, one of the writers of the
original Alien. It was based on a novel by Robert Sheckley, whose book
The Game of X was the inspiration for the infamous Michael Crawford
superhero flick, Condorman.
Also among the cast of Freejack are Amanda Plummer, better known as
Honey Bunny from Pulp Fiction, as a foul-mouth, gun-toting nun and
Jagger’s
then-missus, Jerry Hall, as a predictably vapid TV host broadcasting
from a nightclub so futuristic it’s still playing Jesus Jones records.
Availability: Freejack is available on DVD in both the UK and US.