Skeleton Man (2004)

Wow! Such a good movie.

One of my all time favorites.

Go in cold, and you're likely to emerge with your blood boiling. This has to be seen to be believed.

Each character in this movie — down to the smallest one — is an individual rather than a type, prone to spontaneous changes of mood and sometimes amusing outbursts of pettiness or ill humor.

bad writing good cast wooded arrow takes out a rotor on a helicopter come on. Delta force does not fire a shot until 54 minutes in the movie ? It is hard to believe in the cast or the movie when you set it up to fail with bad writing the writer needs to find another job.I gave it a 6 because you have a great cast and the makings of a good movie but you need the audience to believe in the characters and believe they are there and what would they do. I can tell you I would have fired my rifel long before anyone in the film did. The other thing they never actually explain why the Indian betrayed his tribe you need detail on a back story. Well if you are bored I recommend watching this but if there something better on skip it.

Now that's a BAD movie, really, but it's not one of the worst I've ever seen. Let me explain.1. Storyline: no. You can't really call it a story. From a wiped out archaeologist to a crack-addicted tramp being called a native Indian, with a patchwork of so-called soldiers facing a poorly nicknamed skeleton living in a parallel *cough* dimension, it's like a puzzle you must solve where all the pieces clearly belong to the same scene but don't match together. You can't achieve the whole picture. You just understand that there's nothing of interest here and it gets quickly boring.2. Script: there are so many inconsistencies that I really wonder if most of the big money invested hasn't in fact been used to repeatedly pay a dealer in order to put the whole team high on drugs.3. Filming: apart from scenes of nature with OK landscapes, sometimes filmed in a trippy way - which again hints at drugs being used by the director himself - the rest is bad quality, low budget, with a lot of clichés.4. Effects: really bad. A body is thrown down a waterfall and you clearly see that its a dummy, due to its odd position while it's falling. The posture of the legs don't even match with the laws of anatomy.5. Acting: this is where the movie, while not doing so well, remains the most credible. Kudos to the actors who at least tried to do what they were paid for.It could have been worse, really! First go see "The Terminators" pastiche movie, and then you'll praise Skeleton Man for being just an ordinary flop.

There are two kinds of bad films. There are bad films that are so incredibly ghastly that they are quite entertaining in their very awfulness. And then there are bad films that are merely substandard in a decidedly blah sort of way and hence aren't even remotely amusing and/or enjoyable in their exceptional crumminess. This steaming pile of sheer celluloid excrement about an elite army commando squad running afoul of some deadly mythical Native American bogeyman called Cotton Mouth Joe in the remote wilderness falls into the latter category of bad film. This abysmal junk strikes out something rotten in every possible way: the flat (mis)direction by Johnny Martin, draggy pace, idiotic and nonsensical script by Frederick Bailey (in one especially ridiculous sequence Cotton Mouth Joe butchers a bunch of folks in a power plant), cardboard characters, mostly insipid acting by an understandably unenthused cast, annoying shuddery score by Chris White, the lousy (far from) special effects, tacky gore, badly staged action scenes, a crippling dearth of tension, a few clumsy flashbacks, tin-eared dialogue ("I don't wanna die, man -- I wanna go home!"), a by-the-numbers obvious and predictable plot which shamelessly copies the much superior "Predator," and a titular spectral killer who looks like he's wearing a chintzy Grim Reaper costume that was purchased for five bucks at a K-Mart Halloween firesale all add up to one extremely shoddy dud that reeks worse than dirty old socks. The always dependable Michael Rooker tries hard as tough squad leader Captain Leary, but even he can't rise above the teeming tidal wave of sludge. Poor Casper Van Dien gets saddled with a terribly underdeveloped role as the laconic Staff Sergeant Oberon and veteran character actor Robert Miano is wasted in a nothing bit part as a crazy old blind Indian dude. Only Richard Briglia's slick cinematography shows a modicum of competence. Absolute dreck.

I loved it! I mean, hippies as soldiers: brilliant! Covert indeed.Seriously, this movie had just enough explosions, gore and cheesy plot to satisfy any B horror movie fanatic.My only complaints are that the most badass and hottest chick died first, while the prissy girly girl lived, and we never got to see skeletor's bones scatter everywhere, camera focusing on that one bone that ends up growing into a skeletor tree foreshadowing certain doom for any imbecile who chooses to hike the Appalachians in the future.Also, I couldn't stop from shouting: "use your gravity gun" when the dude was trying to pull out the giant plug toward the end. That, and the lack of crowbars around the wooden crates made me antsy.Great flic! So lucky it was cheap so I can watch it over and over.