"I was six. My babysitter was murdered....along with my teacher and my case worker and thirty-seven other people over the years...that I'm aware of...."
The Chucky films have proved to be a resilient little franchise, retaining key players on and off screen, and this seventh entry is far better than should be expected and makes for a reasonably interesting film. Picking up from Curse Of..., whose main character Nica has since been placed in a secure psychiatric institution, here the action follows Nica and her transfer to an isolated mid-security unit, eschewing the previous film's gothic-shadowiness for icy white/blue tones and a wintry backdrop that adds considerable aesthetic interest. Inevitably, Chucky turns up to wreak some effective physical and CGI-created carnage - here the USP is that there can now be more than one Chucky - and the narrative takes in previous entries, from Jennifer Tilly/Tiffany to the original actor who played Andy (Alex Vincent) in the original movie. This is very much a bottle story with a limited-number cast who mostly do well, led by another strong performance by Fiona Dourif, but there is a clear effort made all round to do more than just make a routine slasher-sequel.
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