Someone is sending author and ex-cop James McGregor obituaries--and ostensibly linking him to kilings related to the obituaries. Even if he can clear his name, McGregor has to figure out where the killer will strike next.
Subgenres: murder, mystery
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I'll be frank--I'm getting a bit tired of TV-movie-type murder mysteries packaged as horror films. That's kind of harsh when it comes to Postmortem--it wasn't that bad. Charles (yup) Sheen gives a performance that is properly subdued at times, and fits in with the gravity of some of the scenes. On the other hand, director Albert Pyun is far too aggressive in a lot of shots that call for subtlety or at least calm. If I want a Pyun film, I'll leave Postmortem on the shelf and watch the much more stylish--and certainly more fun--Mean Guns instead. (Nov 29, 1999) | ||||||
