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Dir: Julian Doyle.
Cast: Simon Callow, Kal Weber, Lucy Cudden, Jud Charlton
Description: Cambridge University undergraduate Lia decides to write an article for the student newspaper on a new, state-of-the-art virtual reality suit, which is being tested in conjunction with the world's biggest super-conductive computer, the Z93, in the city. Lia meets the suit's American designer, Dr Joshua Mathers, and his counterpart, Dr Victor Neuman, who programs the Z93. When classics lecturer Dr Oliver Haddo dons the suit and links up to the Z93, his brain is flood with images of the occult and notorious black magic practitioner Aleister Crowley, one of Neuman's heroes. The cerebral overload causes a complete personality change and Haddo begins to recreate Crowley's reign of terror.
Country: UK. 2008. 106mins
This sci-fi thriller — co-written by Bruce Dickinson, frontman of the heavy-metal band Iron Maiden — attempts to capture the spirit of occultist Aleister Crowley. Crowley was mad and bad. What a coincidence: so is the film.
Dickinson’s big idea is that Crowley (who died in 1947) would fit perfectly into the modern world. It’s the year 2000 and a physicist from California, Dr Joshua Mathers (Kal Weber), wants to link his virtual reality suit to the world’s biggest computer, the Cambridge-based Z93.
The technician involved in the project is a Crowley fan and, thanks to his meddling, Crowley’s spirit is able to take possession of a daft old classics professor called Haddo (Simon Callow). Dickinson obviously knows a lot about Crowley. And the Bible. And, quite possibly, physics. Quite rightly, he thinks the world is in a mess (a running gag involves the American election). You begin to think he may be the new Philip K Dick.
But wait — everything else about the film is pants, so don’t refile Dickinson as a genius just yet. His collaborator, Julian Doyle, is a diabolical director. The film — crammed with Vaseline-shiny female breasts — looks like a soft-porn version of Dr Who, with a couple of tired pop promo tricks thrown in. A host of unknown actors are as earnest as they are dreadful. As for Callow, he should know better.
If The Beast does live on in a parallel universe I imagine Chemical Wedding will have him head-butting the wall in fury. Should anything now befall Dickinson and Doyle, we’ll know who to blame.
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