Tommy Tricker and the Stamp Traveller
Reviewed by James Cochrane
Rating: 8.5 Beans
ow, this is a really bad movie in all aspects- yet I, for some unknown reason, have seen it well over thirty times and will continue seeing it like a Pharaohs’ curse until the day my eyesight goes and I am too deaf to hear. This film has somehow become some sort of Canadian Icon of sorts- Our Home-Grown movie channel has continued to sport it for as long as I can remember and not too long ago it spawned a sequel of which I have not yet seen. There is just something about this flick I can’t get out of my mind; Could it be the Hellishly bad acting by all participants?; Could it be the Hellishly Bad Plot?; or Could it be the Hellishly bad writing? All, I think, cause me to come back again and again to it like Andy Warhal to a car accident.
Tommy Tricker (Lucas Evens), a 13 year old thief slash thug slash bastard, whose only mission is to steal (pathetically we are supposed to be endeared to him for the fact he is stealing to support his many siblings and his troubled single mother- not quite, though) makes off with Ralph’s (Anthony Rogers) father’s (Ron Lea- Wind at my Back-Canadian TV show) very rare ‘Man-on-the-mast’ Bluenose stamp & sells it to a dealer. ---- In a silly show of events the storeowners give Ralph an unopened collection of stamps they acquired only moments before to sooth his crying sister. After uncovering a secret in the binding of the stamp book- Ralph heads off to all points around the globe travelling on stamps. Are you excited? I am. I am going down stairs right now to see if it’s on…. By Jove it is; again.
It is brilliant the way the director/screenwriter slips Bad into a new dimension- surpassing the chic use of bad the G-d Lloyd Kaufman, of Troma Films, is most renowned for. This is Bad to the Nth degree with a twist. It’s hypnotically bad. You feel yourself falling into a trance as your eyes’ glass over and outside sounds dance away into echoing emptiness; you are travelling through a tunnel between normality and enlightenment never quite grasping it but with repeat viewings you are sure the answers to the universe are at your fingertips… then as the credits role, you rush to the shower and wash away the icky dirtiness forcing the trauma away. You have just entered the world of Bad Cinema- Bad Canadian cinema. Good Night- Sleep Well.
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