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Simply A Masterpiece

Pretty Good

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

Charlie Sheen's career has had many highs and lows and back in the late 90s he found himself out of favour with Hollywood's elite. Before resurrecting his career on television he was only able to exploit his star power in direct-to-video releases. In an effort to be taken more seriously, Sheen tried formalising his name for films such as Postmortem. Nobody noticed. Directed by Albert Pyun, the serial killer thriller was arguably a career low. Sheen plays a borderline alcoholic ex-cop drawn back into the field of serial killer profiling when a girl is found dead. Although this sounds fairly standard, the film's location is unique. Postmortem was made in Scotland! The sight of Charlie Sheen wandering around bars in Glasgow is pretty surreal. Featuring a supporting cast of local talent and various unknowns, what Postmortem lacks in Hollywood production qualities (it's cheaper looking than an episode of Taggart) it at least makes up for in curiosity value.

A made-for-TV movie when Charlie Sheen was Charles,who plays Jack McGregor, a self-retired California detective with expertise in profiling serial killers. Burnt out and dealing with his demons, McCregor drinks his life away in a remote Scotland home. Jack has gained some celebrity status from writing mystery novels. A deranged killer begins sending him obits of his most recent kidnap victim before he kills her. McGregor is reluctantly forced into helping the local authorities track down the serial killer before the body count increases. Sheen actually shows some of his non-comedic talent. Others in the cast: Michael Halsey, Ivana Milicevic, Dave Anderson, Stephen McCole and Zuleika Shaw.

Albert Pyun's directing seems to be improving with age. This is a perfectly respectable thriller, a movie that you would hesitate to call "inept" in any way - unless of course you're a personal enemy of Pyun's. However, it's also a bit too long and sluggish, and not as exciting as it should be. It jumps to life only occasionally (mainly in the chase scenes). Charlie Sheen is not very convincing as a boozing, worn-out, depressed yet brilliant writer/ex-detective; he's both too young and too clean-cut for such a role. (*1/2)

If this isn't a warning against substance abuse...Mr. Sheen, who, last time I checked, was officially a movie star, suddenly appears in an Albert Pyun film! Pyun, my new favorite director, seemed to be realizing he might almost have the opportunity to make a "real" film, and directed on his best behavior, ignoring his usual aesthetic choices of incoherent editing and mumbled dialogue for a relatively straightforward (and blah) style. Basically a dull rip-off of silence of the lambs & manhunter & such, although Sheen certainly isn't bad and possesses a star quality that does compel you to watch. The Scottish locations are different, but the film is slow and doesn't capitalize on certain intriguing plot strands. Sheen needs to take a juicy supporting role in a good film and work his way back up. As for Mr. Pyun, a little less steadicam, please!