The
Amityville sequels tend to blur together after about Part 3, so it’s always
helpful when the subtitle reminds you which one it is. In Amityville 1992’s case, it’s about
time. Or rather, a clock.
This
was the sixth one in the series. Like Part
4 it’s about a piece of furniture from the old Amityville Horror house bringing
the evil upon another family. It’s a
little bit better than that entry, thanks mostly to some offbeat special
effects and a smidge of T & A, but it’s no less uneven.
Stephen
Macht comes home after a business trip and gives his girlfriend (Shawn
Weatherly) a clock. It doesn’t take long
before his son (Damon Martin) is having weird visions. While out jogging, a neighborhood dog bites
Macht on the leg. The bite gets
infected, and he slowly transforms into a psycho. His usually demure daughter (Megan Ward) also
undergoes a transformation into a deadly sexed-up femme fatale. Weatherly eventually learns the clock came
from the Amityville house and sets out to stop her family from trying to kill
one another.
Amityville
1992 isn’t exactly great, but there are some definite highpoints. We get a Final Destination-y death involving
a diaper truck and the scene where Ward seduces her boyfriend into stepping
into a puddle of slime has a distinct Elm Street vibe. My favorite bit though was when Ward gets it
on with her reflection in a mirror.
It’s
About Time is a little more fun than your average Amityville sequel,
thanks to the playful tone and director Tony (Hellbound: Hellraiser 2) Randel’s staging of a handful
of amusing set pieces. It’s a shame the
lackluster finale goes on too long and suffers from some pure stupidity. (The scene where the clock turns the family
old and young is just plain dumb.) Also, the
accompaniment of a ticking clock during the scenes of weird goings-on get
repetitive quickly.
It’s
always nice to see the underappreciated Stephen Macht in a leading role, but unfortunately,
he spends most of his screen time in bed nursing a leg wound. It’s up to Weatherly to do most of the heavy
lifting and she is well-equipped to do so (and I’m not just saying that because
of her hot sex scene). Ward does a fine
job selling her transformation from goodie two-shoes to vamping vixen too. It was also fun seeing Dick Miller pop up in
a bit role.
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