GHOST RIDER
   
STARRING: Nicolas Cage, Eva
Mendes, Peter Fonda, Wes Bentley, Donal Logue, Sam Elliott
2007, 105 Minutes, Directed by:
Mark Steven Johnson
Ghost
Rider is all style and flash but no substance, plus the plot makes no damned
sense whatsoever. But, hey —
it’s a movie about a guy who has a flaming skull for a head, so what exactly
were you expecting?
Created in the early 1970s and
probably inspired by some biker’s tattoo, Ghost Rider has never been one
of the major superheroes in the Marvel pantheon like X-Men,
Spider-man, Hulk,
Fantastic Four or even
Daredevil. (Internet rumor has it that Nicolas Cage has a real-life Ghost
Rider tattoo which they had to remove with make-up for some scenes in the
movie.)
The story of a stunt motorbike
rider named Johnny Blaze (Nicolas Cage) who sold his soul to Satan to save his
dad from cancer, Ghost Rider rode the crest of a popularity in
supernatural-themed comic books at a time when the stringent self-censorship
Hays comic code was being relaxed. (After curing him of cancer Satan by the way
made Blaze’s dad die in a motorcycling accident
—
what a louse!)
In Ghost Rider (the
movie) Blaze becomes Satan’s —
or Mephistopheles' as the movie refers to him
—
“bounty hunter” or errand buy. He inadvertently saves humanity from an evil
greater when he prevents Satan’s son and his three minions from absorbing a
thousand evil souls and overrunning the planet. Or something like that. The plot
makes no sense when one tries to apply any logic to it to be honest.
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"No skimpily dressed Satan-worshipping babes, alas . . ." |
The original comics were pretty
cheesy, never made a lot of sense either and featured a lot of skimpily clad
Satan-worshipping chicks. The comic book Ghost Rider also spoke in a
mightily portentous tone. (Sample line: “I bleed, mortal in the pit of my
stomach . . . when I realize I can never be one of you again!”) Some of the
portentous dialogue made it into this movie adaptation by Mark Steven Johnson,
the director of Daredevil. Unfortunately none of the skimpily-dressed
Satanist babes did (I kinda missed them).
Or at least I think some of the
cheesy lines made it. I couldn’t decide whose dialogue was the most inaudible:
Ghost Rider’s digitally altered Demon voice or actor Sam Eliot’s
mumbling. Anyway, it doesn’t really matter: except for those Satanist chicks
Ghost Rider has everything one would expect from a Ghost Rider movie.
Like the recent
Constantine flick, Ghost Rider boasts a
lot of CGI creatures and effects, so much so that one often feels as if one is
watching a computer game instead of a movie. Ghost Rider however lacks
that movie’s depth (which isn’t saying much, I know) and unlike more successful
Marvel comic book adaptations, such as Spider-man 2
and X-2, is also lacking in the suspense and character
development department.
However, when it comes to sheer
flash, noise and spectacle Ghost Rider is hard to beat and makes for a
passable hour and a half at the cinemas. Like I said: it has everything
—
except for those skimpily dressed Satan-worshipping babes of course
—
you’d want from a movie about a guy with a flaming skull for a head . . .
(Notes: stunt biker Johnny
Blaze listens to the Carpenters, eats red and yellow jelly beans from a
champagne glass and reads a lot of books dealing with Satanism. There also
aren’t any Nazi helmet wearing Harley Davison driving motorbike gangs in
Ghost Rider. I kinda missed them too. Casting Peter Fonda
—
not exactly fresh from his Easy Rider days
—
as Satan was inspired.)
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