Sorry, we have not been able to
review this film – either because the distributor
hasn’t been able or willing to have a media preview for it.
We will endeavour to add our reviews later. Meanwhile, here are
some excerpts from reviews published elsewhere.
"…Wishmaster has legs but is left utterly hamstrung by the mediocre pile of
tosh that follows. Produced by or starring a veritable roll-call of the genre's finest,
including Kane "Jason" Hodder, Candyman's Tony Todd and the ubiquitous Robert
Englund as well as Craven, it somehow pulls off the trick of being neither scary nor funny
- the latter having become a useful get-out clause on today's horror circuit. There's
buckets of guts, as expected, but it lacks the kind of arch knowingness, pacing or
sumptuous sets which punctuate other Craven outings. And with some truly dreadful dialogue
thrown in on top (much of which is thankfully drowned out by the decidedly dodgy
soundtrack), this is one flick that should have stayed bottled."
Ali Catterall, Empire (UK)
"A man gets decapitated by his piano. It's a first in a movie, and just about the
only clever moment in the plodding, bloody horror fest called Wishmaster, new from Wes
Craven. Wishmaster isn't really a Wes Craven film -- he put his name on it as the
presenting executive producer in a crass attempt to cash in on ``Scream's'' success. But
we're not fooled by this Hollywood game. The new movie is an extravaganza of bad special
effects and worse acting. People lose their skins and become gloppy latex freaks, or have
mucusy monsters burst from their stomachs, or simply blow up entirely and splatter fake
blood hither and yon. Make that yawn."
San Francisco Chronicle