Why was Heat such an effective film



"What if he wakes up a mindless idiot?"

Well then he could do the dialogues for "Dead Heat" write, the feature film debut of Mark Goldblattwho afterwards only with "The Punisher" (the first version with Dolph Lundgren) Should direct. First and foremost, the man works as an editor and there his filmography reads extremely successfully. In many films by James Cameron ("Terminator"), Paul Verhoeven ("Starship Troopers") or Michael Bay ("Pearl Harbor") he was involved, just to provide a rough overview, and finally he was actively involved "Percy jackson under the spell of the Cyclops". That it didn't really work out with the second career is not really surprising in view of this film, although one "Dead Heat " can at least count some things as halfway positive.

Some films sound so wonderfully stupid, they can almost only be good. This possibility is absolutely given here. Two cops get caught in a bizarre case involving a pharmaceutical company that obviously brings the dead back to life and uses the homemade zombies for robberies. When one of the heroes hands over the spoon himself, he too is reanimated and has to hurry to close the case before the rapidly progressing decomposition process can. Treat Williams ("Prince of the City") and his broad-shouldered, smartly coiffed and never (that is to say REALLY NEVER) partner embarrassed about a stupid saying Joe Piscopo ("Sidekicks", disappeared on TV after this film, is not surprising) publish an unabashed B-movie clone by Martin Riggs and Roger Murtaugh "Lethal Weapon" from. Very bold, Treat Williams' role name: Roger Mortis. A duo like bad luck and brimstone, they constantly destroy everything, are under constant fire from their choleric superior, but just do their job effectively. Overlapping of course purely coincidental, of course. It doesn't really matter, after all, such a nonsense film can and should like to help itself everywhere with full hands, wildly knead the genres together and form an entertaining lump of nonsense. That is exactly what works "Dead Heat" then only to a very limited extent.

Too deliberate and with a rough ladle, the film cemented the predicate trash for itself, ultimately gets far too little out of its beautifully crazy idea and rather annoys with an infantile, prepubescent understanding of humor. Only annoying onliners are put in the mouth of the tanned Piscopo wardrobe, of which only a fraction can actually make you smile ("You look like a burnt onion pie."). After all, tiny highlights succeed, such as the attack on a Chinese menu before the final evaluation or the very nice finale, in which not only horror film icons Vincent Price ("The fly") is allowed to hold his face in the camera again in his very old days and there is a funny MG duel between two undead, something like the ultimate last-man-standing competition. Except for these sequences, not much remains, which can almost be described as negligent, if you consider the potential. Pearls of bad taste have already been made from such a hammered material (and significantly less). At least the make-up and the effects can be praised and look very decent considering the year of origin and the possibilities.


Author: Jacko Kunze