Amid a host of amusing ideas about our possible future, an engrossing central one: artificially implanted memories, courtesy of Rekall, Inc. ("as real as any memory in your head ... and that's guaranteed"); and of course artificially erased ones, too. (Not to be included among the amusing ideas are the makeup effects of Rob Bottin, catering lavishly to director Paul Verhoeven's proven taste for the repulsive: the popping eyes, the three-breasted woman, etc.) The plot, super-spy tripe that doesn't hold water and does a lot of messy spraying and sloshing instead, is not well-suited to take advantage of the ideas. But then the hiring of Arnold Schwarzenegger, as the existential hero in search of an identity, automatically limits the kind of movie this is. Or could have been. With Michael Ironside, Rachel Ticotin, Sharon Stone, and Ronny Cox. (1990) — Duncan Shepherd
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