There is no excuse for this movie, period. The scripted dialogue alternates between stupid and awful (yes, stupid is as good as the dialogue gets). Arguably the greatest travesty of wasted acting talent with Rutger Hauer, to which insult is added to injury by the worst hairstyle for any movie portrayal by Hauer of a U.S. President EVER. Speaking of needing to fire whoever the hairdresser was, they should have fired the make-up person as well for having screwed up the make-up of the torturer-killer in the movie, with head and face portrayed to have been badly burned, but whose ears and actual lips have been untouched by even a hint of flame. And speaking of wasted acting in addition to Hauer, there is always entertaining G.W. Bailey keeping a straight face and playing a decent role amid the hideous mediocrity of story and writing. The remainder of the cast is totally forgettable (thankfully!), including John Rhys-Davies who has some way over-the-top scenes with his flatly-portrayed daughter that truly stretch credulity. Further, too bad the special effects which might otherwise help enliven this dead-on-arrival flick are too few and far between. So, if you want to punish yourself, watch this movie alone, but invite people to your place that you don't like and show this if you want to punish others. But, under no circumstances should you try to defend an aspect of this movie! It fails as drama, as science fiction, as horror, and on and on.
Review of Scorcher
