So I guess they thought they'd "improve" upon the original by hiring an all-white cast. More than anything, I found myself distracted by all the botched-up boob jobs of the broads depicted in this schlockfest. Provides an origin story for the Black Devil Doll ripped straight out of Child's Play. This time around, they play it for straight comedy, instead of the unintentional comedy/"horror" of the original. It's an improvement, but not by much.
Holy mother of fuck. Quite possibly the worst movie I've ever seen in my life, and I don't say that lightly. Shot on home video, poorly dubbed, horrendously acted, with the most repugnant "musical" score ever known to man. Notable I guess for the scene where a ventriloquist dummy rapes a virgin Christian woman. This in turn opens up a deep sexual awakening in her, except she can only be satisfied by the doll. I felt like I was watching a fucked up porno for the most part. Unforgettable...for better or for worse. 
I know what you're thinking...but it's better than it sounds. This zero budget puppet show plays exactly like your typical bad formulaic horror movie...only with an all-puppet cast. This is actually an improvement over said typical bad formulaic horror movie. Amusing voice-work (which is really all this movie is) and some blood splatter effects and you've got yourself a picture worthy of a third-rate knock-off of House on Haunted Hill.
"Australia's answer to Family Guy" this is not. Revolving around the butt of an old joke, foul mouthed pervert Little Johnny and his well-meaning uncle are featured in this series of Flash animations resembling a movie. Some bits reminded me of old Peanuts gags. The "plot" follows Little Johnny in his efforts to afford a new bicycle so he can impress the little girl he fancies. Meh for the most part. Vulgar for vulgar's sake, which is rarely ever funny.
Going nowhere 20-something Phillip is propelled to stardom when he is photographed crying blood and hailed as the next Messiah. All the responsibility and power goes to his head, even as he says and does nothing and the media project their own ideals unto him. Then there's also the little matter of the Sun dying... Loses momentum after awhile, but it's a wild ride on the way there.
Dark, broodish and gorgeously shot...what's not to like? Strong-willed and independent-minded Jane Eyre braves a horrible upbringing and woos the heart of headmaster Mr. Rochester in this dreary Gothic tale. Not as tragic as I initially anticipated (and with an ending I'm still uncertain I agree with), I still soaked up every moment of this.
An all-star cast, special effects, and a modern, rock tinged soundtrack (?) was not enough to save this snoozefest. In all fairness, I'm not really familiar with this play, but this movie did nothing to convince me otherwise. Russell Brand and Alfred Molina (as the two drunks) were great fun, but the rest bored me with their straitlaced interpretations. No offense to Shakespeare, but in my opinion the material was handled too blandly for contemporary audiences to properly digest.
Troubled adolescent girl is plagued by visions of demonic possession and experiences sudden lapses of consciousness and self-control. Told from the girl's point of view, which I haven't particularly seen before, there are quite a few unsettling moments (and some silly ones), enough to separate it from the rest. A very mild recommendation, for the modern horror connoisseur.