It’s watching movies like these that make me question my obsession to be a ‘completist’ and watch every movie in a series no matter how bad the successive releases get. It’s taken me more than four months to recover from Children of the Corn 666: Isaac’s Return and finally watch this seventh installment in the Children of the Corn series. More importantly, Children of the Corn: Revelation is the last movie that I have. Well for now at least.
It begins promisingly enough with a woman who arrives at a recently condemned building into which her grandmother has inexplicably just moved into. All the tenants have received their 30 day eviction notices, and as you can imagine the last tenants remaining are all ‘down on their luck’ stereotypes including a stripper, a thief, a pothead and a wheelchair bound grumpy old man. Not the kind of folks you’d want meet at an apartment building get together party.
Jamie (Claudette Mink) finds that her grandmother has vanished sometime before her arrival and it is up to her and a reluctant police officer to solve the mysterious disappearance. Over time Jamie learns a lot about her grandmother’s past that includes her being the sole survivor of a large circus tent fire in which a number of children perished 60 years ago. All the more so compelling given the fact that Jamie own parents recently died in a fire as well.
Jamie’s hunt for clues among the tenants is useless and the only other intriguing aspects are the sporadic appearance of a shadowy disfigured priest (Michael Ironside) and ghostly looking kids seen both in the apartment complex and the surrounding neighborhood. Aside from the kids the only hint to series theme are the cornstalks that grow profusely around the edge of the building, and the priests single dire warning about “He who walks behind the rows”.
The main problem with this movie is that after setting up the interesting mystery, the latter half of the film becomes a killfest in which each of the tenants die gruesome deaths but only after finding dried corn wreaths on their front doors. It’s all silly at this point, and Jamie’s sleuthing eventually determines that the current upswell is related to that faithful fire long ago. A waste of a good cast and an otherwise decent production. What this movie needed was a better script that built up on the initial mystery instead of opting for the splatter focus as an ending. Not that there’s anything wrong with the splatter, it’s just that splatter, corny or otherwise. does not make a movie. This movie is better than it’s predecessor, but just barely. And that’s how I sat through this one. Just barely.
I’ve already put in more words than this films deserves and doubt I’ll be watching Children of the Corn: Genesis, which at this point was the last movie in the series. But you know me. I am a completist so who knows.