Repo Men

Sunday, December 04 th, 2016 at 00:12 am 
Repo Men

SYNOPSIS

Set in the near future when artificial organs can be bought on credit, it revolves around a man who struggles to make the payments on a heart he has purchased. He must therefore go on the run before said ticker is repossessed.

JOY’S REVIEW

Repo Men is a remake of the original with Harry Dean Stanton and Emilio Estevez; certainly Jude Law, Forrest Whitaker, and Liev Schrieber are better actors. The question is why would you remake this movie? I don’t have a great answer to why would you remake anything. The original was viewed as kind of a cult, cheesy B movie, and this one has clearly moved up into the at least better actor status. It’s set in a post-apocalyptic world in which people buy organs from the Union at exorbitant rates, and then when they can’t pay, the Union guy, the Repo Man, comes and repossesses the organs just as he would your car or your house, except he rips them out of your body. Liev Schrieber plays the sleazy corporate capitalist who tries to get everybody to buy on time so that’s the way they’ll make money. Jude Law plays his most un-gorgeous self, playing the Repo Man, and Forrest Whitaker plays his buddy. It has a certain amount of humor in it, believe it or not. It’s very gory. Jude Law, of course, I’m not giving away much in the plot, has to have a replacement organ and then he can’t afford to pay and goes on the run. If you view this as a metaphor for corporate America and taking away people’s homes and ripping the heart out of them, it probably has a little bit more resonance. It’s not a pleasant movie to watch. The ending, I think, will come only as a surprise if you haven’t been paying much attention. But it’s got such a sort of an A level cast that’s it’s probably going to do some business, and for probably 25 to 35-year-old men, it will probably do some serious business. Not going to make a whole lot of money, but probably cost $2.48 to make. The acting is certainly better than in the first one. I guess it depends on how you feel about cult, cheesy B movies being remade into slightly better movies. Oh, you like that? Okay. For what it is, I’ll probably give it three stars.

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