Bones (2001)

I like the storyline of this show,it attract me so much

Simple and well acted, it has tension enough to knot the stomach.

Good films always raise compelling questions, whether the format is fiction or documentary fact.

Ok... Let's be honest. It cannot be the best movie but is quite enjoyable. The movie has the potential to develop a great plot for future movies

BONES is an attempt at a black, urban horror film starring the rapper Snoop Dogg. In fact, I think Dogg's presence is one of the biggest detractions of the whole film; his acting simply isn't up to much, considering the decent performances that the likes of Ice Cube have done in the past. Dogg is a distraction here, his delivery stilted, and I think the film would have been better off without him.Not that the script is very good. Ernest Dickerson - who helmed TALES FROM THE CRYPT PRESENTS DEMON KNIGHT and some WALKING DEAD episodes - does an adequate job as director, but the script is sub-par and pretty low brow, it has to be said. The set-up of the cursed mythical figure returning to right some wrongs is fine, but the execution isn't great and all of the characters are badly written. This feels like a cheesy NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET sequel more than anything else.Still, there are reasons to watch BONES, and those increase if you're a fan of cheesy horror. There's plentiful gore and some stand-out sequences involving the likes of maggot storms which would have made Lucio Fulci proud. The emphasis on prosthetic effects for the most part is a good one. Pam Grier is always a pleasure to see in the cinema, and there's a minor part for GINGER SNAPS starlet Katharine Isabelle too. But overall, too many scenes in BONES are stilted with hollow-sound dialogue, particularly those set in the past, which end up feeling like the cast are just playing dress up.

Bones is an urban Gothic horror flick starring Snoop Dogg and Pam Grier . Snoop is Jimmy Bones , a supercool gangster that also looks out for his community . When his homies sell out and snuff out Bones to make money selling crack , the neighborhood dies off with him. Bones not resting in peace comes back for revenge and to see his lady ( Pam Grier ). The flashback scenes from 1979 are very much a nod to the blaxploitation era that Grier was undisputed queen of . However , this is a horror film and has great atmosphere ,gore and creepy stuff in addition to the coolness of Snoop and Grier . Most of the f/x are practical and for the most part look good . The film is'nt perfect , but lower budget horror is much like pizza . It needs cheese, Bones has more than enough to go around . Bones is to Gothic horror what Tales From The Hood was to Tales From The Crypt. So, if you are down with that give Bones a shot. It is much better than the haters suggest.

The film is original in a few ways but it is mostly a jigsaw puzzle of borrowed elements. One can recognize Clive Barker's Hellraiser, or a new episode of Candyman, or an extension of Nightmare on Elm Street, or even Halloween or some Stephen King film. But it is black, black and black again and the hood is always very close, the hood of Boyz in the Hood and its crack and the execution of the little local gang leader by his associates including his protecting cop, and he finally comes back to get his vengeance, get even and recapture all his executioners and their next generation of children, including his own daughter. That does not make a film with a meaning, just some kind of thrilling entertainment, if you like blood and maggots, underground tunnels and skeletons in some kind of cabinet, or is it a cupboard or a closet? A little bit sad in a way because the situation and the theme could have produced a film with some insight in black imagination, in black white-induced schizophrenia, and it does not.Dr Jacques COULARDEAU, University Paris Dauphine, University Paris 1 Pantheon Sorbonne & University Versailles Saint Quentin en Yvelines

An attempt to make a modern-dress Gothic melodrama that is just not successful. Ernest Dickerson has a good grasp of the iconography of horror films, but he can't put them together well enough to make a good scary movie. He borrows concepts and images liberally from Clive Barker, Dario Argento, and Mario Bava - but all it shows is that he's a good copycat, not that he's a good stylist. From the idea of evil reviving itself by consuming a victim (Barker's "Hellraiser", but cinematic ally dating at least back to Hammer's "Dracula, Prince of Darkness" from 1965), thru the rain of maggots (Argento's magisterial "Suspiria"), to the disembodied hand reaching out of the darkness to torment the dead man's lover (Bava's masterpiece, "Whip and the Body"), there really is nothing here that we haven't seen before and better. The conceit of setting it in a ghetto with an all-black cast promises an interesting variation on your basic "revenge from beyond the grave" scenario, but beyond the music and fashions it's still a pretty clichéd film. One of the problems is that Dickerson just can't seem to leave well enough alone - like the maggot scene. OK, it's raining maggots and it's terrifying, we get it already, is it really necessary to go for the gross-out by showing people EATING them? Or the scene where Maurice is killed - again, the dog-spirit eats Maurice to give form and substance to Bones' cadaver, we get it, it's not necessary to linger on the details of the chow-down. It's never scary - just disgusting. Even his attempts to inject humor are forced and heavy-handed, with the idiotic scenes of Bones carrying the heads of his victims and having them carry on an interminably pointless conversation. And again, he doesn't show it to us once, there's at least three long scenes with the chatty heads so whatever humor there was is pounded into unconsciousness thru repetition. But the most glaring problem with this movie is that we are asked to sympathize with a character who is, at bottom, just as big a bad guy in life as the crack dealers who murder him. Dickerson tries to show us Bones as the protector of his 'hood, but come on - he's exploiting his people just as much with his numbers game, or did it never occur to anyone to ask how Bones got the money for his supah-dupah fly crib when everyone else around him lives in complete poverty? For a MUCH better horror movie that reflects the black urban experience, rent "Tales from the Hood" instead.