Memoirs of an Invisble Man should disappear completely
Chevy Chase, what did you have against John Carpenter, anyway?
I mean, he had to have done SOMETHING to tick you off. Why else would you, through your production company, hired him to direct the movie Memoirs of an Invisible Man? Hiring horror master John Carpenter to direct a light action comedy starring a former SNL cast member is like hiring David Lynch to direct a teen comedy headlined by Justin Bieber… it’s just wrongheaded, a horrible marriage of director and movie.
Carpenter tries, but the movie just doesn’t work at all. A great supporting cast (Daryl Hannah, Sam Neill, Michael McKean) is wasted in a pedestrian plot, and the tone is uneven to the point of distraction. Is it an action movie? A comedy? A farce? The screenplay never “lands” in any particular approach, and you watch it without even the optimistic sense of “if only they had done X, it could have worked” that comes when you see a flawed movie with potential. You just don’t care, because it isn’t a movie… it’s a packaged deal put together by a studio executive and a creative agency , a contractual obligation.
This is the first movie I revisited for this series that I actively disliked afterward. I liked it – somewhat – when I first saw it back in 1992 (mostly because I was and am a rabid Carpenter fanboy), but seeing it again all the flaws come shining through. Memoirs is a typical early 90s “star” vehicle, a high-concept premise matched with a name actor. Studios greenlit movies like this all the time back then, and actors jumped at the opportunity to make two or three movies a year… cashing in as much as they could before the bottom fell out. Everyone did it, especially the comedy actors who started their careers on Saturday Night Live. It happened with Eddie Murphy, Dan Aykroyd, Bill Murray, Chris Farley… and Chevy Chase. They made a lot of crap, diminishing their reputations while cashing big checks.
To be fair, if I were in their shoes I’d probably do the same thing… but that doesn’t mean I will cut the results of such an action any slack when it sucks. And suck Memoirs of an Invisible Man does… mightily.
Carpenter’s career was deeply damaged after directing this film, and while his reputation recovered slightly with In the Mouth of Madness, he never again reached the creative and successful heights he had previously hit. All after working on Chevy Chase’s vanity Invisible Man movie.
Seriously, Chevy… you really are an asshole.