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Tuesday, 22 September 2020

The Minion (1998)

Maintenance work on NY's subway leads to the discovery of an ancient chamber with an unusual resident, around whose neck is a strange artefact, the discovery of which plunges struggling archaeologist Karen (Françoise Robertson) into the centre of a long-running conflict between good and evil.
The title refers to a body-hopping, growling spirit in service to the Antichrist, who wants to bring on the Apocalypse. Between the minion and his goal stands Dolph, with faith in his heart and a spiked glove on his killing hand.
There's a commendable amount of fictional lore in the story, and the attempt at establishing a common thread between two very different belief systems was interesting, if unsuccessful, but the production, acting and action are weak. It has two different musical scores; my version was the shit US one.

1½ warrior monks out of 5

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