Bride of Chucky Reviews

God bless Jennifer Tilly, who attacks her role in this third sequel to 1988's killer-doll picture CHILD'S PLAY with incomparable slutty brio. Cooing and flirting and wielding her womanly curves like lethal weapons, Tilly's Tiffany is every bit the equal of murderous "Good Guy" doll Chucky, who houses the soul of Tiffany's late, unlamented boyfriend, serial murderer Charles Lee Ray (voiced by series regular Brad Dourif). Directed by Hong Kong cult favorite Ronny Yu, this newest installment in the Chucky chronicles has a campy edge that goes a long way to ameliorating the conventional stalk and slash stuff. Tiffany has been searching for the plastic remains of her man for 10 years, and locates them in a police-evidence repository in some secluded corner of hell, alongside the Michael Myers and Jason masks. She patches up the battered doll and performs a voodoo rite that summons up Charles Lee Ray's nasty spirit just in time for him to do a number on her new suitor, pretentious Goth-boy Damien Blaylock (Alexis Arquette). But Tiffany and Chucky have a lover's spat: He murders her in her bath (electrocuted while watching the BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN: What a way to go!) and imprisons her soul in a tatty bride doll. Hoping to trade up to fresh, young human bodies, the two nasty dollies insinuate themselves into the complicated lives of Jesse and Jade (Nick Stabile, Katherine Heigl), who are trying to run away and get married. There's a peculiar subtext involving Jesse and Jade's sex life interruptus -- if it isn't her creepy guardian (John Ritter) or the killer dolls making trouble, it's pervy grifters or their gay friend (Gordon Michael Woolvett) tagging along on the honeymoon -- but mostly the movie's appeal lies in wisecracks and wet work, and there are plenty of both.