Director: Mark Jones
Stars: Warwick Davis, Jennifer Aniston, Ken Olandt
As we have already reviewed Rumpelstiltskin, we couldn’t possibly leave out Mark Jones’ first feature. If ever there was a film that deserved the cult film tag, it would be this one. That’s not to say this is a great film because it really isn’t, but it does have its place amongst the ‘so bad it’s good’ films that have come out over the years.
We start off with the wonderful Warwick Davis as the titular Leprechaun counting his gold muttering poetry about people trying to steal said gold. We quickly move on to Dan O’Grady coming home to his wife proclaiming riches and her thinking him barmy. Now despite apparently winning the gold fair and square like, lil ole Leprechaun is not impressed and makes immediate efforts to reclaim his precious treasure. Before suffering a heart attack, good old Dan manages to trap the evil little menace into a crate and imprisons him by placing a four leafed clover atop it.
Years later, Tory (a surprisingly good Anniston) and her dad arrive at the house. Dad has just bought the place and intends doing it up. Tory being a typical teenage city girl is far from impressed and wants as far away from hick town as possible until meeting the rugged painter and decorator Nathan (Olandt, who later went on to co-found the United Film Organisation). Smitten she decides to hang around and help dad out. Naturally, the crate with the evil imp inside it is found and well you can probably guess the rest. The Leprechaun escapes and is still hell-bent on finding his stolen gold.
Crazy madness and deaths ensue as Tory and the rest try to survive while trying to figure out what the Leprechaun wants and where it is. Now I’ll state it again, this is not a good film. The acting is above average and Warwick is brilliant as the Leprechaun. It also has a fairly reasonable score. One-liners, silly deaths and pure daftness (along with the obligatory dumbness) are the order of the day here and if that’s your thing then the film will not disappoint, but Rumpelstiltskin is superior in every way, especially in the comedy stakes. As much as this is a classic, I still have no idea how it managed to spawn so many terrible sequels. One to watch when you want a laugh with some friends.
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