Woebegone sequel to Michael Crichton’s WESTWORLD/’73 reopens the DELOS Theme Park with new & improved replicant humanoids catering to every whim $1200/day can buy. There’s Roman Orgy World; Lusty-Busty Renaissance Fair World; or Gravity-Free Sex in Outer Space World. At the price, you might do better with a Vegas suite & a high-class hooker. And what about all those deaths a couple of years back when the WestWorld robots went kerflooey? No wonder business at the park needs goosing. Enter Peter Fonda & Blythe Danner, squabbling reporters with a past, offered a chance to look around the place. Young & cynical, these news hounds want to publish some dirt, not the puff piece DELOS Exec Arthur Hill hopes for. With this set up, opportunities for suspense & satire abound, but are lost somewhere between the lame script, lame production & lame perfs. When Fonda’s inevitable replicant shows up, you hope they've added a little personality to the mix. Or, at least, tossed his sports jacket with the leather patches. Yikes!
WATCH THIS, NOT THAT: Face it, Crichton’s WESTWORLD is more fun to think about than to watch. Clunky stuff, but a joy next to this drab thing.
SCREWY THOUGHT OF THE DAY: Is our poster trying to hide something?