Child’s Play review – a razor-sharp and exquisitely gruesome toy story
The knife-wielding Chucky doll is updated for the digital era in a horror reboot that shrewdly skewers western consumerism To paraphrase Cliff Richard , we have once again got ourselves a cryin’, talkin’, sleepin’, walkin’, increasin’ly disturbin’, menacin’, stabbin’, terrifyin’, livin’ doll. (Cliff went on to say of his own partner that he was “gonna lock her up in a trunk so no big hunk can steal her away”, so he may qualify for horror-film status on his own.) The satanic toy Chucky is back in an entertaining reboot of the horror franchise, written by Tyler Burton Smith and directed by newcomer Lars Klevberg, a Norwegian film-maker who has another scary movie out this year called Polaroid, about a possessed camera. Chucky is voiced by Mark Hamill (with one flippant reference to Han Solo) and our squat, troll-haired antihero is something of a cousin to Ted , the dishevelled and potty-mouthed teddy bear that reclaimed Mark Wahlberg’s attention during his midl...