Reviews

Elvis dreamt of being the hero of a comic book. He had the jumpsuit, the cape, glitter and a whole collection of police badges, even a federal narcotics badge gifted from President Nixon.

While some fans won't appreciate the Tarantino-style language and violence, Elvis would have loved it.

With his trusty sidekick Scatter (yes, Scatter was real), and Billy Ray becoming a pastiche of the Memphis Mafia, Elvis gets to take out drug dealers, Charles Manson and infiltrate the White House (yes, that's sort-of true as well, he did turn up there and got to meet Nixon) It's raucous and inconsistent but often laugh-out-loud funny and the sprinkling of Elvis songs (thanks for using Change of Habit) add to the fun.

Oh Mickey, What a Pity, I just don't understand. Rourke plays second-fiddle to Danny Trejo is this average blend of horror and western revenge. He sleep-walks through his role as the devil, who gives Trejo's assassinated gunfighter a chance to return to Earth to avenge those who betrayed him (led by his half-brother Anthony Michael Hall). It's adequate, with plenty of gunfights that become a bit repetitive and suffer too many short cuts.