

#FACE OF MARS GHOST MOVIE#
Mind you, "Ghosts of Mars" is not a good movie by any reasonable standard it's not one of Carpenter's half-accidental triumphs, like the original "Halloween" or "Escape From New York" or his memorable 1982 remake of "The Thing." It's not even "They Live" - the finest Marxist science-fiction film ever to feature a professional wrestler - in which Rowdy Roddy Piper discovers that the yuppie revolution of the '80s is actually an alien invasion (still an unrefuted hypothesis as far as I'm concerned).īut, hey, this is still a ghost story set on Mars. There's something comforting and even sweet about the fact that Carpenter's style of grade-D exploitation cinema, with its babes, its pyrotechnics, its cast of extras who seem to have been wandering the wilderness since the wrap party for "Road Warrior," still seems to be thriving, or at least existing, in the age of faceless digital spectacle.

Summer is winding down, and if your needs for pointless and violent entertainment have not been sufficiently met (and how could they have been?) then I commend you to the care of John Carpenter.
