Friday, February 22, 2019

DOCTOR MORDRID (1992) ** ½


Jeffrey Combs stars as Doctor Mordrid, an immortal sorcerer who lives in an apartment in New York City and has a pet raven named Edgar Allan.  It’s up to him to stop the evil Kabal (Brian Thompson) from bringing about the apocalypse.  When Mordrid is arrested for one of Kabal’s murders, his mystical amulet is confiscated by the police, leaving him in a mortal state.  Mordrid then relies on a pretty detective (Yvette Nipar) to help him escape prison and save the world.

Directed by the father and son team of Albert and Charles Band, Doctor Mordrid plays like a half-assed low budget version of Doctor Strange.  His inner sanctum lair has a cool retro-art deco look and the production design probably cost more than anything else in the entire movie.  The chintzy effects have a certain charm about them too, it’s just that the budget was too small to realize its fantastic vision.    

Doctor Mordrid has ambition, I’ll give it that.  Unfortunately, the pacing is erratic at best.  The opening is rather sluggish, and overall, it feels much longer than the seventy-four-minute running time suggests.  (The second act feels like a Law and Order episode.)  Luckily, the film really comes alive during the rousing finale.  The stop-motion dinosaur skeleton fight is simply awesome, and it’s a shame there wasn’t more scenes of this caliber throughout the picture.  

It also benefits from a great performance by Combs, who lends considerable gravitas to the cheapjack surroundings.  He can earnestly spout mystical gobbledygook like few can and he really sells the character’s sense of impending doom.  Thompson is a blast too as the badass villain who looks like a lost Mortal Kombat character.  Whenever they are squaring off against one another, Doctor Mordrid is just what the doctor ordered.

AKA:  Rexosaurus.  

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