Peter Bradshaw 

Chained – review

No movie this week leaves a nastier taste in the mouth than this crass serial-killer junk, writes Peter Bradshaw
  
  

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Insultingly awful … Chained Photograph: PR

No movie this week leaves a yuckier taste in the mouth than this fantastically crass and fatuous serial-killer movie by Jennifer Lynch, which resurrects a lot of stale cliches and finishes off with the most insultingly awful twist ending in living memory. Vincent D'Onofrio plays Bob, an overweight taxi driver who preys on the women who get into his cab; he spares the life of one victim's infant son and, keeping him chained up in the basement, treats him like a protege/prisoner, groomed to join him in this grisly pastime. Markus Schleinzer's film Michael showed that this horrible subject can be tackled with macabre brilliance, but Chained is just ridiculous, especially when Bob discloses that he is targeting high-school girls à la carte from a yearbook he has (somehow) got hold of. Chained is silly and nasty at the same time.

 

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