Leprechaun Origins Movie Review

Great bubbling fecal matter, what the flying fornication did I just watch? 

 

WWE (that's right, World Wrestling Entertainment) decided to reboot the Leprechaun series. Upcominghorrormovies.com said that WWE wanted to make the series scary again. Holy boiling radish ass, Batman, did they ever fail. 

 

First and foremost, the leprechaun's makeup and practical effects are rubbish. To make matters worse, the filmmakers knew the costume was shit because every time old Leppy is on screen, he's either motion blurred or covered in screen flares ala Star Trek Into Darkness. He lopes around on all fours, growling like a lion. There is nothing, not a single thing, about this version of Leppy that makes one think, "Jeez, Wilma, that's a leprechaun!" And WWE, he's not a bit frightening. In fact, he's completely laughable. 

 

Speaking of laughable, this movie is hilarious for all the wrong reasons. The writing is piss-poor, and the actors either over-deliver or under-perform. There's no middle ground, no sweet spot, just a bunch of untalented amateurs bounding around, bumping into each other, and hollering "That doesn't make any sense!" I will say this, though, I laughed more during this film than I did during the last two Leppy in da Hood flicks combined... but this one wasn't supposed to be funny. 

 

Which brings me to my final point. The original Leprechaun (which was played by Warwick Davis of Willow fame) was as successful as it was due to its cheese factor. After the first one, the one with Jennifer Anniston in it, the writing teams that created the sequels knew that no one was going to take these films seriously so they wrote silly crap lines for Warwick to perform, and turned the character into a tiny wise-cracker, like a mini-Freddie Krueger. This leprechaun is a mute. Well, except for his lion growls, of course. Leppy went to Vegas, da Hood, shit, he even went to space, and that's what I loved about the series. It was fun because it didn't take itself seriously. 

 

And that last line? "Fuck you, Lucky Charms!" ... Sweet baby Tom Cruise, you guys weren't even trying, were you?

 

In summation: Stay far away from this train wreck. I wouldn't bootleg this film if my blind chihuahua wanted to watch it. 

 

 

Exhibit A: YOU CAN SEE THE FUCKING ACTOR UNDER THE MASK!