An imprecise, simplistic, but otherwise inoffensive spoof of 50s and 60s science fiction movies, The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra squeezes too many jokes out of redundant dialog and never seems very sure of what it's ridiculing, but it's good-natured and doesn't drastically overstay its welcome. In many theaters, the movie is being presented with "Skeleton Frolic," an animated short by Ub Iwerks. I wish more distributors would package a short with their features to create an outlet for a format that seems underrepresented outside of film festivals and MTV.
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11 May 2008
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