Cherry 2000 (1988)

You won't be disappointed!

Redundant and unnecessary.

Admirable film.

A great movie, one of the best of this year. There was a bit of confusion at one point in the plot, but nothing serious.

To me, nothing is perfect so it's a 9 instead of 10 rating. The story is creative and acting quite solid. David Andrews gave a pretty average (and wooden) performance while Melanie Griffith shone in the film. Pamela Gidley proved to be quite convincing as a robot with a pretty face though she had limited screen time by appearing at the beginning and end of the movie.This movie is a classic. It is a little weird to read the tag line of the movie "In the year 2017, a good woman is hard to find. A Cherry 2000 is even harder". Ironically it's now 2017 as the movie was set 30 years ago in 1987. The director had the vision of men having difficulty of finding a good woman in the future which is the current moment, after 30 years! Fortunately the vision did not quite materialise as people can still find true love at this time and age. On top of that, we do not have an advanced robot like Cherry 2000 that looks and behaves (almost) exactly like a human. All we have in reality are sex dolls with limited functions and features at the moment. It would be interesting to see if a Cherry 2000 prototype will be successfully developed in say 20 years from now, that is 2037.

I watch a lot of 'so-bad-they're-good' films, but 'Cherry 2000' was actually quite different. It was a 'so-bad-I-don't-know-if-it's-real' kind of film. I literally sat there unable to believe my eyes at what I was witnessing. It's set in some sort of weird future where men can buy robots shaped like beautiful women who will wait on their every needs. However, what one such man obviously never read in his 'wife's' instruction manual was that you should probably never get them wet.I won't go into the hows and whys of how he gets his 'Cherry 2000' model wet (there's a treat in store for you), but it totally blows a fuse and the local dealer seems to be out of stock in that particular make. Therefore, the only thing he can do is set out into a forbidden wasteland where there's – apparently – a robot graveyard full of perfectly-kept Cherrys waiting to be taken back to some lucky man's kitchen.So he does. Only he doesn't do it alone. He enlists the help of a 'tracker' – someone who's familiar with the dangerous world they're about to explore. This particular tracker is played by Melanie Griffith. And this is where the 'fun' starts. That is if you call 'fun' really bad acting. Melanie Griffith can't act. Or, to be fair, she can't act back in this particular film. I read online that she had just given birth weeks before filming, so perhaps I should cut her a bit of slack. But she really is bad. Every line is delivered like she's reading if from a children's comic (and not a very well-written comic either).You could almost say that she ruins the movie, but that would be a little unfair. The guy who's hired her tries to 'out-ruin' the movie, too. He's possibly the least charismatic leading man ever. Plus he doesn't seem able to close his mouth – ever. Therefore, with two such awful leads, you could imagine many people would have turned it off as soon as possible. But that's where its appeal lies – you have to watch it to see just how bad it gets.Plus there's the script itself. Robert DeNiro and Al Pacino would struggle to act well delivering these lines. It's like the writers were students who had a good idea for a film, but none of the talent to bring it to the big screen. The action scenes don't make sense. The dialogue doesn't make sense. The progression of the story from scene to scene doesn't make sense and, finally, the character motivation doesn't make sense either.Cherry 2000 is a disaster, but one of those car crash type disasters that you just have to watch. You need to know you are in for a bad experience when you sit down to watch this. It is bad, but it is so bad you really do have to see it to believe it.

When successful businessman Sam Treadwell finds that his android wife, Cherry model 2000 has blown a fuse, he hires renegade tracker E. Johnson to find her exact duplicate. As their journey to replace his perfect mate leads them into the treacherous and lawless region of zone seven, Treadwell learns the hard way that the perfect woman is made not of computer chips and diodes, but of real flesh and blood......It's a really hard film to describe. It's not exactly an action movie, but a sort of apocalyptic Sci-fi campa-thon.Its Waterworld on dry land, Mad Maxine, and Tim Burton meets Joel Schumacher, in the desert.It's as bonkers as it sounds, and despite its a load of old cobblers, its quite fun to watch while it lasts. Griffith proves she's as versatile as a wet cloth, but its not about her or the dad from Terminator 3, with these apocalyptic movies, its the wealth of bizarre support that the ill has to offer.From Brion James, right up to a film stealing Tim Thomerson, its a film that's not going to break any genre boundaries, but if you a fan of those cheap films made in the eighties like Spacehunter, Land of Doom, or World Gone Wild, this is definitely for you....

Mild-mannered businessman Sam Treadwell (a likable portrayal by David Andrews) hires rough'n'tumble ace tracker E. Johnson (a delightfully feisty Melanie Griffith, who looks great with fiery red hair) to take him into a dangerous region known as the Zone in order to find a replacement model for his beloved Cherry 2000 android (the extremely cute, bubbly and enchanting Pamela Gidley) after the original blows a fuse. Director Steve De Jarnatt does a sound job of creating and sustaining an engaging lighthearted tone, offers a really funny and funky depiction of an oddball future where romance and intimacy have become exceedingly rare commodities, stages the action set pieces with considerable verve, further spruces things up with a fine line in amusing sarcastic humor (the group of blithely loopy and lethal happy health freaks Sam and E. encounter in the Neveda dessert are hilariously terrifying), and gives the picture a certain quirky quality that's impossible to either dislike or resist. Andrews and Griffith display a pleasant chemistry and make for attractive and appealing leads. Tim Thomerson almost steals the whole show with his marvelously batty turn as crazed and charismatic psychopathic cult leader Lester. Moreover, there are bang-up supporting contributions by Ben Johnson as amiable old-timer Six Fingered Jake, Harry Carey Jr. as doddery fuddy dud Snappy Tom, Michael C. Gwynne as sage robotics expert Slim, Brion James as no-count hood Stacy, and Robert Z'Dar as menacing behemoth Chet. Michael Almereyda's witty script delivers a trenchant critique of gender roles and sexual politics, with some interesting stuff about the lack of communication between both sexes and an inspired inversion of the standard action movie cliché with a tough chick protecting a wimpy guy. Jacques Haitkin's slick cinematography gives the film a bright look and makes nifty occasional use of vertical wipes. The lush and lively orchestral score by Basil Poledouris likewise hits the stirring spot. A cool little flick.