Directed by Christian Duguay
Expectations: Low. I went back and forth about watching the sequels, as I wasn’t terribly hot on the original.
On the general scale:
On the B-Movie scale:
A rogue scanner enters a video arcade and starts playing Operation Wolf… with his mind! He easily masters the silly game, moving on to play a game of pinball at the same time. But that’s not enough to satisfy his gaming urges, and soon the maniacal lunatic is controlling all the games in the arcade. They explode in a shower of hot, white sparks and the man leaves, seeking refuge in an abandoned warehouse full of mannequins. In Scanners this introductory period was concerned with setting up our hero, but here the focus is on our villain. We don’t know he’s the villain just yet, but anyone with eyes that wild ain’t gonna be talking Grandma’s kitty down from the tree with his telepathic powers.
The villain was the most interesting character in Scanners, and the same is true of Scanners II. This guy doesn’t get near enough screen time, though, which is a real shame. When the film finally gets around to introducing us to David, the hero, we find that once again he’s a boring, average guy that’s just learning to harness his psychic powers. Y’know guys, there is enough room in a movie for two interesting characters, you don’t have to pour everything worthwhile into one. In any case, this everyman is meant to be our shepherd in this updated (to the 90s) urban world of the scanners, which we know is the near future because even the police water coolers are highlighted with blue, glowing neon.
So as you can see from the animated gif, yes, there’s a head explosion in Scanners II. For some reason I doubted that they’d actually do it, and an early scene when David thwarts a convenience store robbery by exploding the criminal’s spine out the top of his head made me think that we wouldn’t get a full-on head explosion. We do, but like a good distinguished gentleman, director Christian Duguay reserves this moment until the final act of the film. The rousing, exciting, psychic-balls-to-the-psychic-walls final act of the film. Yep, the last twenty minutes of this shit are pure awesome, and it overrides any and all boring city political drama that inhabits a good majority of the rest of the film.
Let me share some of my notes from the point in the film when the shit really started to hit the fan:
BAM! A fucking spectacular head explosion!”
So yeah, instead of blowing their wad a few minutes into the film like Cronenberg did with Scanners, Duguay waits patiently and then unleashes a gnarly head explosion that signals the incredible finale to come. From this point forward in the film, it’s literally non-stop psychic thrills and it’s a joy to sit through. Not only is the action full of guns, gore and good times, it’s really well-shot. Duguay uses inventive camera angles and quick movements to indicate the psychic battle of wills playing out under the surface. Where Cronenberg merely showed the scanners contorting their faces like they hadn’t taken a shit in fifteen years, Duguay makes telepathy exciting and full of life.
Scanners is definitely a better made film than Scanners II, featuring a more auteur quality to the visuals, but Scanners II is a much more entertaining and enjoyable film for my money. The two films share a slow-paced feel, but Scanners II delivers so fully on its build up that it would be hard not to be entertained by its insanity. And Scanners II is capped off by two wonderful strokes of genius. After an impressive and frightening display of psychic power, the main character looks at the innocent bystanders that have witnessed him at his worst. He then says, “We mean you no harm.” Huh? Actions speak louder than words, buddy, and these people are scared out of their minds right now. We mean you no harm? It’s hilarious. But the pièce de résistance hits when the credits roll and a jammin’ rock song called Mind to Mind blasts out over the soundtrack. Screamin’ lead guitar licks punctuate just how fuckin’ awesome the ending of this movie was, and I couldn’t be smiling any bigger.