The Worst Film Ever

Great example of an old-fashioned, pure-at-heart escapist event movie that doesn't pretend to be anything that it's not and has boat loads of fun being its own ludicrous self.

It is interesting even when nothing much happens, which is for most of its 3-hour running time. Read full review

Story: It's very simple but honestly that is fine.

"Voodoo Dawn" is a not-too-thrilling thriller. Michael Madsen stars as Frank, who is let out of prison after a curse is set upon him. He wants to reclaim his status as a bar owner. But the voodoo curse won't let him... As you can see, the plot is minimal, and as the movie progresses, it gets even smaller.Madsen and Arquette try, but can't get anything out of this except a paycheck. James Russo plays a washed up hick. If that the character or him in real life, I couldn't tell. Madsen has been in better Direct-to-Video productions like "Supreme Sanction" or "Executive Target". Rosanna Arquette is one of the better Arquettes, but she needs to pick out better material. I like all the actors involved, But I wish they put their efforts into something more worthwhile next time.For more insanity, please visit: comeuppancereviews.com

As previous comments have noted, this has hints that it could have been a serious, superior thriller, what with the talented cast and some quite good writing in-the-small. But the story lines never really cohere and it finally makes no real impact.

This movie was lost in its own voodoo curse. The script made no sense. Actors were given long emotional speeches to which no one else on the screen responded to or gave any hint of listening. They just seemed to be waiting their turn. Scenes bounced around without any rhyme or reason. Characters took actions with as much thought as a zombee. I started the movie because I hadn't heard of it and it featured a talented cast. I finished the movie only to see if I could find one redeeming quality. There was none.

This film is the first directorial effort of Andrzej Sekula, an excellent cinematographer (AMERICAN PSYCHO, OLEANNA, PULP FICTION, RESERVOIR DOGS), but it is difficult to determine what his aim might be in this instance. The viewer is greeted by an indecipherable script, marred by a surfeit of sub-plots. There are fine players in the cast: Rosanna Arquette, Michael Madsen, James Russo; these all require aggressive direction, which is lacking (Russo's performance is particularly embarrassing). Sekula works behind the camera, and virtually each scene features creativity and interesting lighting, all of a piece with his other work. It would seem, however, that his skills are best applied as a contributor to other directors' (Mamet, Tarantino) achievements. This work is an expression of nothing.