'The Frighteners' Rated R n The Frighteners, Frank Ban- nister (Michael J. Fox) is a self- styled investigator of the paranormal who really can see, talk to and touch ghosts. Self-employed as an extermi- nator, he careens around town in a battered VW Bug, exorcising houses that are haunted by his own cohorts — three semitrans- parent (to him) ghosts — a '70s Superfly type, a nerdy doofus and a senile gunslinging judge. These ghosts are not like your friendly Casper uncles, Fat- so, Stinky and Stretch. Here- in lies the ambiguity: a psychic con-man with true ESP in league with authentic ghosts, earning a meager existence (if you can call it that) by bilking homeowners. The Frighteners sets up its own little brand of internal logic and then goes berserk on you. Frank can interact with ghosts because of a near-death experi- ence: He survived a car crash, but his wife died. The incident left him with paranormal powers and a cursed, existential attitude. Once this is explained, the sto- ry catapults ahead into a dark- er, more frightening level. Add to Frank's torment a ma- niacal killer ghost. This ghost doesn't just haunt and go "Boo!" It relentlessly stalks its pre- anointed victims (they all have numerals carved in their fore- heads), rams its fist into their chests, grabs their hearts and squeezes the life out of them. One of the evil specter's early victims is Ray (Peter Dobson), the health-conscious husband of the lovely Lucy Lynskey (Trina Alavarado). 'Trainspotting' In less time than it takes for rigor mortis to set in, she trans- fers her affections to Frank. In his limbo state, ghostly Ray can't be- lieve that a health nut such as himself had a heart attack, or that his wife is attracted to Frank, or, gasp, there's a ghost who acts like the Grim Reaper on steroids. Now Frank, his three ghostly cronies, plus the newly depart- ed Ray and his fickle widow Lucy have a ghastly evil ghost to exor- cise. How do you kill a ghost? The special-effects crew has created a genuinely eerie and fiercely agile shape- MOVIES shifting black shroud. The wraith's sudden movements — leaping across rooftops, poking out of walls and stretching up from under carpets — are the stuff of nightmares. These scenes are too intense for some kids. We eventually learn that the evil spirit is the manifestation of a serial killer, inspired by a Char- lie Starkweather type, and his deranged girlfriend who terror- ized the town some 20 years ear- lier. This homicidally insane duo have recently reunited and are determined to set a killing record. How Frank and his spirit-world allies combat this immoral, and possibly immortal, murderous partnership transcends the boundaries of earthly imagina- tion. It's a tribute to the over-the- top director Peter Jackson (Dead Alive, Meet the Feebles) that this story makes any sense at all. Fans of this genre will forgive the lapses in logic and lap up this spookapalooza. N 4®k 1/2 ck-) —Dick Rockwell Rated R are always half-hearted and his nation of the repetition of our peers constantly try to lure him daily existence. Director Danny Boyle (Shal- ainspotting is a 3-D movie of back. It's not surprising when he sorts: dark, disturbing and ultimately chooses to fail. After low Grave) constantly strains to challenge our sensibili- demented. But for those who all, the film is concerned ties, contrasting the like their cinema delivered at with heroin, not heroes. MOVIES With its dim themes of predicament of the drug "warped" speed, it is also wicked- desperation and drudgery, addict to that of the com- ly entertaining. In Britain, the term trainspot- one would expect Trainspotting mon citizen. It would seem that ting refers to a geek pastime of to be a dour rendering of an we all have our own predilections hanging out at railway stations alienated subculture. Despair and will do what is necessary to and counting trains as they pass. not, for Trainspotting is actual- indulge them. In the case of Ren- Metaphorically speaking, then, ly an intensely humorous ren- ton and company, doing what is trainspotting is a futile activity dering of a subculture that is at necessary isn't very pretty, but it serving no real purpose. Indeed, times alien, at times alienated. is pretty funny. there are fewer activities more fu- These losers are neither pitied ck) ® tile than the ones depicted in this nor praised for their folly; they are simply foils for the exami- — Richard Halprin film. Based on Irvine Welsh's best seller, Trainspotting follows a band of drug-ad- dicted Scots as they re- peatedly forego all opportunities for redemp- tion in favor of "one last fix." Meet Renton, Spud, Sick Boy, Begbie and Tommy, a collection of cretins, cranks and crim- inals. Every aspect of their day is dedicated to either obtaining or injecting their precious opiate, and no task is too vile- if the end result is a score. Out of this unsavory group, only Renton (Ewan McGregor) seems to have the intelligence and incli- nation to want to break `I chose not to choose life," says Renton (Ewan McGregor), the drug-addicted anti-hero of the cycle, but his attempts Miramax's Trainspotting. T 'Supercop' Rated PG-13 ots of action, comical dialogue dubbing, and a wacky sound effect corresponding to every fight- ng movement. Supercop is your typical kung fu ovie with an atypical kung fu hero, the inim- itable Jackie Chan, a masterful stuntman and full- fledged masochist. Chan was honored a few years ago with an MTV Movie Awards Lifetime Achievement Award for his work in martial-arts films. Quentin Taranti- no presented the award and showed clips from many of Chan's movies, most never released in the United States, except on videotape. Believe me, if you could screen that montage of stunts at a the- ater, it would have a more understandable plot than L i n Michael J. Fox works the paranormal side of the street with his ghostly cronies. Supercop. Coming on the heels of the crowd-pleasing Rum- ble in the Bronx, this Jackie Chan vehicle is a let- down. Chan plays an undercover cop on assignment in China who reaches his self-imposed quota of dan- gerous stunts, including swinging perilously over the city of Kuala Lumpur from a dangling ladder draped out of a helicopter. To international fans of this genre, there is no equal to Chan — except maybe his leading lady Maggie Cheung, who proves to be every bit as lethal with her feet and fists. Her most hazardous stunt involves leapfrogging onto a moving train while atop a speeding motorcycle. What a rush! We know all these stunts are risky because during the closing credits the film outtakes are shown, a Chan tradition that warns: "Kids, don't try this at home." The rambling plot cuts a sweeping path from Hong Kong to China, MOVIES takes a jaunt through Malaysia, treks the border between Thailand and Cambodia and arrives back in Hong Kong. Chan's mission is to extricate the imprisoned gang- ster Panther (Yuen Wah) from a labor camp and then have him lead Chan to Panther's older broth- er Chaibot (Ken Tsang), a drug lord in cahoots with