“They stole his mind, now he wants it back.”
Working stiff Arnold Schwarzenegger’s Douglas Quaid dreams at night of Mars and a mysterious brunette, though blonde wife Sharon Stone would prefer a Saturn vacation. Money tight? No problem! A deluxe, adventure-packed two-week Martian holiday comes cheap, courtesy of virtual memory implant specialists “Rekall” – and what could possibly go wrong? Well, suddenly people are trying to kill Arnold, he’s un-married, he’s not Quaid, he’s pulling a ping-pong ball-sized device out through his nose, he’s on Mars with rebels, mutants, and brunette Rachel Ticotin – or is this just another dream?
Adapted from sci-fi titan Philip K. Dick’s short story “We Can Remember It For You Wholesale,” Paul Verhoeven’s gory rollercoaster ride of a movie is a twist-filled examination of the basic questions of identity and memory. It’s also a wild succession of hair-raising escapes, multiple double crosses, and vigorous explosions, the high body count spiced with “Ahnoldian” wisecracks, vintage Jerry Goldsmith score, and Oscar-winning visual effects — in one of the last Hollywood blockbusters to employ mostly hand-made FX, along with a bit of then-new CGI. One of the best sci-fi flicks of the decade.