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People don't talk about Michael Wincott enough. I'm sure you know him. Yeah, you do. The gravelly voiced, meth-head skinny lookin' guy? He's been in some films. You know him now, right? He was in that one, with that guy and the thingy... right? Come on now... Michael Wincott? Yeah. See? THAT guy. I told you you knew him. You gotta start trusting me more. Anyway, people don't talk about him enough. Especially his sci-fi/fantasy/genre film work.
Wait a minute, that gives me an idea...
My Top 5 favorite examples of Michael Wincott in genre films
5. Guy of Gisborne in Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves
Perhaps somewhat overshadowed by the monstrous scene-chewing presence of Alan Rickman's Sheriff of Nottingham--except for maybe the awesome power of his greasy mullet--Wincott still plays a fantastic second fiddle bad guy. Too bad Kevin Costner plays Robin Hood, because otherwise this film might still be somewhat watchable.
I'm not exactly sure what is happening at this point in the film, but judging by his face he seems rather shocked by whatever it is. Shocked and, dare I say it, somewhat delightedly scandalized as well... "Well, I do declare!"
4. Frank Elgin in Alien: Resurrection
This film is notable for four things. 1. It's not very good. 2. Winona Ryder. 3. It is written by Geek-King Joss Whedon. And 4. It is very obviously a dry run for what would later become the TV show Firefly. In short, it is fair to say that the film is a bit uneven... Conversely, it is perhaps unfair of me to include Michael Wincott in this list, even though it is a part of a larger list that is all about him, since his role in the film really isn't that all that big... so I won't. Whatever.
"Hey... what's that slimy death-monster kind of noise around the corner? I hope it's not a slimy death-monster... Oh crap, it is! AAAAARRRGGGG..."
This film has the distinction of featuring a rare and beautiful Michael Wincott/Tom Sizemore joint appearance and, despite the near-constant appearance of Juliette Lewis (including a scene where she "sings"... ahem...), this makes it something to be treasured. Also, if you've ever wondered whether or not millennial-era cyber-punk sci-fi ages very well, this film will very quickly answer that question for you. That answer being: No. No, it does not.
Michael Wincott, acting (center)
Fire it up! Fire it up! Fire it up! Oh, the 90s... so grim, so gritty. And in the late winter of 1994, none were grimmer or grittier or more made for KMFDM than the Crow. It is truly a creature of its time. It reeks of the bitter potpourri stink of Clove cigarettes and late nights in the corner booth at Denny's, the feculant taint of a thousand unborn Hot Topics clinging to its every frame. Regardless, two things can be gleaned from this film. 1. Brandon Lee can not dodge bullets. And 2. It can't rain all the time. Michael Wincott, ladies and gentleman. In the world of the Crow's ridiculous villains, he was... Top Dollar... you might say (single arched eyebrow).
Wincott, in the middle, acting...
The early to mid 90s were good time to be Michael Wincott as he blazed a shining trail across the genre film sky. And no role shined brighter than that of the notoriously loquacious bounty hunter and hired gun Conway Twill, a man who talked himself into an early grave and another man's stomach. And for a time before that, his britches were open and no one told him. You'd think a fella would mention the fact. Jeez, his Henry was cold...
Wincott in the middle, in the middle, Wincott in the middle
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