Christine

Christine is, of course, utterly ridiculous. But I enjoyed it anyway. The movies have a love affair with cars, and at some dumb elemental level we enjoy seeing chases and crashes. In fact, under the right circumstances there is nothing quite so exhilarating as seeing a car crushed, and one of the best scenes in Christine is the one where the car forces itself into an alley that's too narrow for it.

Christine does indeed suffer from the preposterous, low-octane nature of the devil-car pretext. But this satanic nonsense is saved from strictly facetious appeal by a few sensational pictorial effects, notably the sights of Christine speeding after a victim while engulfed in flames or miraculously repairing her own battered body, and by the no-nonsense performances of an excellent cast, especially Keith Gordon as the obsessed and transformed Arnie Cunningham.

This 1983 feature was Carpenter's best film since Halloween but still couldn't recapture the perfect balance of visceral shock and narrative integrity that defined his first success.

When Christine's on the warpath, she foams at the grille. But her movie doesn't do right by her snottiness. Her movie, never scary but campily entertaining for about an hour, loses compression toward the end and the grumpy old thing finally sputters to a stall - gets flattened, poops out. [09 Dec 1983]

Christine seems like a retread. This time it's a fire-engine red, 1958 Plymouth Fury that's possessed by the Devil, and this deja vu premise (from the novel by Stephen King) combined with the crazed vehicle format, makes Christine appear pretty shop-worn.

The early parts of the film are engaging and well acted, creating a believable high school atmosphere. Unfortunately, the later part of the film is slow in developing, and it unfolds in predictable ways. The special effects are good, the performances are nicely deadpan, and the score is clever. But Christine herself is something of a bust.

Adapted from the Stephen King killer car novel, this John Carpenter film is more like an assembly line vehicle than a customised job, but is nevertheless a slick, entertaining piece of work.

All time classic supernatural thriller. Good acting and cheesy lines make for a great watch.

Christine (1983) Sinopsis: Arnie Cunningham, un joven que sufre acoso escolar, consigue el automóvil de sus sueños: un Plymouth Fury del 58. Arnie se obsesiona con el vehículo y este cobra vida propia y empieza a asesinar a quienes se interponen entre ellos. Opinión: Tengo opiniones encontradas con respecto a este clásico de John Carpenter basado en la novela homónima de Stephen King. Los efectos especiales es quizás el aspecto mejor logrado de esta película, el auto en cuestión es una preciosidad, hasta yo babearía por un auto así, pero en vez de llamarlo Christine le pondría Robert Pattinson, pero bueno. Los personajes son una pereza total, el protagonista hace un buen trabajo, pero es desagradable y cae mal y los demás parecen que tuvieran depresión todo el tiempo. Por último la historia y ritmo es a mi juicio el punto más débil, la ejecución es débil y penosa, el ritmo es insufrible, los 110 minutos de duración se me hicieron eternos, pero bueno, logré quitarme la curiosidad, ya que desde hace años que quería ver esta película y nunca me había hecho el tiempo de hacerlo. Tiene escenas muy buenas y vistosas, pero por si solas son fáciles de olvidar y la banda sonora no ayuda en lo absoluto. Valoración: 3 de 5

I enjoyed this eighties tale of Herbie gone psycho. The violence was a bit muted for my tastes but the idea and the execution are entertaining enough for it not to matter. It is not too slow even though not a huge amount happens. There is excitement in the form of lots of car action sequences but nothing too huge to handle. The petrol station blowing up was very cool. There wasn't much suspense. This is not an especially scary horror movie but it is a good film to watch with a beer to warm you up to something scarier. Entertaining but not as good as a less obviously hokum filled horror.

It was quite slow moving and wasn't that scary at all. A Plymouth Fury could could not be a more non-threatening model. I get an image in my head of my grandpa driving something like that. And aside from memorable moments from Keith Gordan, everyone is unamusing or a cartoon stereo-type of every kind of high school teenager.

Bon ouais, je mets 1 quand même pour le passage où cette affreuse bagnole se fait rouler dessus par un Caterpillar ! parce qu’il faut bien l’avouer, le dire et le répéter, cette Chevy 57 est l’une des caisses les plus laides que la terre ait jamais portée ! comme toutes les bagnoles amerloques des années 50 bien évidemment. Mais **** sans oublier la musique de merde (des années 50)… bien évidemment… quelle horrible musique, franchement. Encore plus horrible que cette vieille charette blingbling. Sinon, il paraît que c’est adapté du bouquin de Stéphane Roi… est-ce un gros bouquin (un pavé indigeste comme d’habitude) ? parce que le film se traîne comme une poubelle en panne sur l’autoroute. La mise en scène de Jean Charpentier n’aide pas non plus, il faut bien le dire : on dirait en effet un vieux téléfilm fatigué… Les comédiens sont fatigués eux aussi et se cantonnent à la caricature involontaire, sauf que c’est même pas drôle ! y compris au douzième degré. En résumé donc, l’histoire reste très anecdotique et s’avère bien mal développée… (le bouquin est sûrement pire, sans conteste, tant les romans de Stéphane Roi ne sont que pur remplissage lamentable). Un film qui fait du surplace donc… une épave !