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I find it astonishing that such a great number of high-caliber stars could come together to make such a pathetic movie. I was skeptical when I first picked it up — and it only took me about five minutes to determine that my suspicions were correct. This is, in fact, a cheesy movie.
Alec Baldwin stars as Lamont Cranston, who disappears after World War 1 and finds himself as a long-haired, long-purple-nailed drug lord who lives on drugs and women. One night, he’s kidnapped and brought to a temple where he’s taught to use the dark shadow within him for good.
Seven years later, he shows up in New York City, an unemployed playboy by day (complete with fabulous mansion) and a mysterious crime fighter with the ability to control men’s minds by night.
Everything is going great for The Shadow. He’s fighting crime. He has dinner with his wealthy uncle (Jonathan Winters) at the Cobalt Club. He even meets a girl (Penelope Ann Miller) who has a mysterious ability to read his mind (and she also wears nothing but evening gowns — what more could a man ask?).
Of course, there’s his laughing problem. Whenever he becomes The Shadow and turns invisible, he can’t stop laughing his menacing laugh. Perhaps it’s a nervous problem. Sometimes I laugh a lot when I’m nervous. But I don’t have the ability to become invisible, so it never gives away my location, allowing people to shoot at me. But that’s not The Shadow’s greatest problem.
The big problem is that the last remaining descendant of Genghis Khan (John Lone) has appeared in New York, and he’s determined to take over the world. He has the same mind-controlling Jedi powers as Cranston does, and he tries to convince Cranston to use his dark shadow and join his evil plot.
Can The Shadow stop Khan’s plot to use the newly-discovered atomic bomb to take over the world — while resisting the temptation to give in to the dark side?
I hope — for your sake — that you never find out.
The Shadow is a radio show remake gone bad. Sure, The Shadow has great toys — but that’s nowhere near enough to make up for the sheer cheesiness of it all. The story is silly, and the dialog is ridiculous. Please don’t make the same mistake I did. Don’t watch this movie — it’s painful.
Kristin Dreyer Kramer has been writing in some form or another (usually when she was supposed to be doing something else) since the ripe old age of ten—when she, her cousin, and their two Cabbage Patch Dolls formed the Poo Authors’ Club. After a short career in advertising, Kristin got sick of always saying nice things about stuff that didn’t deserve it—so now she spends her days criticizing things, and she’s much happier for it.
Since creating NightsAndWeekends.com in February of 2002, Kristin has spent her life surrounded by piles and piles of books and movies—so many that her office has become a kind of entertainment obstacle course.
As if her writing and editing responsibilities for N&W.com weren’t enough to keep her out of trouble, Kristin also hosts a number of weekly radio shows: Reel Discovery, Shelf Discovery, and On the Marquee. She’s also a proud member of the Broadcast Film Critics Association (CriticsChoice.com), the Central Ohio Film Critics Association (COFCA.org), the Online Film Critics Society (OFCS.org), and the Women Film Critics Circle (WFCC.Wordpress.com).
Kristin lives in Columbus, Ohio, with her husband, Paul, and their daughter, Anna. She welcomes questions, comments, and fan mail at kdk@nightsandweekends.com.
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Kristin Dreyer Kramer has been writing in some form or another (usually when she was supposed to be doing something else) since the ripe old age of ten—when she, her cousin, and their two Cabbage Patch Dolls formed the Poo Authors’ Club. After a short career in advertising, Kristin got sick of always saying nice things about stuff that didn’t deserve it—so now she spends her days criticizing things, and she’s much happier for it.
Since creating NightsAndWeekends.com in February of 2002, Kristin has spent her life surrounded by piles and piles of books and movies—so many that her office has become a kind of entertainment obstacle course.
As if her writing and editing responsibilities for N&W.com weren’t enough to keep her out of trouble, Kristin also hosts a number of weekly radio shows: Reel Discovery, Shelf Discovery, and On the Marquee. She’s also a proud member of the Broadcast Film Critics Association (CriticsChoice.com), the Central Ohio Film Critics Association (COFCA.org), the Online Film Critics Society (OFCS.org), and the Women Film Critics Circle (WFCC.Wordpress.com).
Kristin lives in Columbus, Ohio, with her husband, Paul, and their daughter, Anna. She welcomes questions, comments, and fan mail at kdk@nightsandweekends.com.
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