Night Train to Venice (1993)

Calificación de los usuarios:

1.9/10   

Director:

Carlo U. Quinterio

Escritores:

Leo Tichat (written by) and
Toni Hirtreiter (written by)

Fecha de Lanzamiento:

19 julio 1996 (Spain)

Género:

Misterio | Suspenso

Frase comercial:

Last stop... terror!

Plot:

The Orient Express, on it's night trip from Munich to Venice, is full because of the beginning of the carnival in Venice...

Plot Keywords:

Journalist | Neo Nazi | Orient Express | Carnival | Dream

Comentarios de los usuarios:

this movie is so bad it's actually worth seeing!

Reparto

Hugh Grant	...	Martin
Tahnee Welch	...	Vera
Malcolm McDowell	...	Stranger
Kristina Söderbaum	...	Old Woman (Euphemia)
Rachel Rice	...	Pia
Evelyn Opela	...	Tatjana
Samy Langs	...	Pedro
Murphy McLaren	...	Black Friend
Robinson Reichel	...	Skin Udo
Ralph Herforth	...	Skin Max
Burkhard Kosminski	...	Skin Walter (as Burkhart Kosminski)
Matthias Kosminski	...	Skin #4
Renee Kuenzel	...	Skin #5 (as Renee Künzel)
David Kehoe	...	Conductor
Roland Astor	...	Man in Restroom

También conocida como:

Train to Hell (USA) (reissue title)
Tren nocturno a Venecia (Spain) [es]

MPAA:

Rated R for language, sexuality, violence and drug content.

Duración:

USA:98 min

País:

Alemania

Idioma:

Inglés

Color:

Color

Sonido:

Dolby SR

Clasificación:

Iceland:12 | Australia:M | Spain:18 | UK:18 | USA:R

Locaciones de Filmación:

Munich, Bavaria, Germany

Trivialidades:

In 2002 radio interview Hugh Grant stated that it is the worst film he have ever made.

Banda de Sonido:

Mon Mec a Moi

this movie is so bad it's actually worth seeing!

this film ranks as one of the oddest, unintelligible and unintentionally hilarious european co produced cock ups that ever saw the light of day. how on earth an actor of calibre like malcolm mcdowell agreed to appear in it is beyond me though i suppose the same could be said for 'caligula'. you get the impression when watching this debacle that it probably was taken off the original director and then hacked into another incoherent form by an interfeering producer (the screenwriter is curiously uncredited). hugh ('woodentop') grant plays hugh grant (surprise!, surprise!) only this time with a pathetic jock accent as a journalist who becomes the victim of a group of kraut neo nazi skinheads complete with dubbed yank accents ("hey!! you mother****errrrr!!) who all decide to board the orient express bound for venice. that's about all i could make out of it. a couple of highpoints which really creased me up is the bit when an elderly ticket collector gets slung out of the train window by the aforementioned german chaps and a camp transexual cabaret singer a'la marlene dietrich but without the talent. highly recommended!