Pure insanity. Plenty of gore, creative kills, a broader scope then you'd expect and lots of terrible dubbing. Bava, in the midst of all sorts of hoopla, also inserts some rather sneaky commentary on the nature of cinemas and cinema-goers.
Should've never worked but this script is solid as a rock. The structure is immaculate as Marty's adventures in the past and the repercussions of his time there are presented with crystal clarity. Robert Zemeckis makes a genuinely worthwhile audience and critical friendly blockbuster. Oh if only more of them worked this well.
Terry Gilliam has remarked that Brazil is not a movie about the future, but a film fixed in the now. Unfortunately that grows more and more true each day as civil liberties are ripped away from us as we blissfully turn the other way. Despite it all though this film has a happy ending. The most depressing ending ever captured on film, but I insist it can be argued as happy.
Impressive in its time for helping re-introduce epic films to multiplexes, in light of Gibson's public breakdowns its just another paean to his insatiable blood-lust.