Bones

Synopsis: The time is 1979. Jimmy Bones is respected and loved as the neighborhood protector. When he is betrayed and brutally murdered by a corrupt cop, Bones' elegant brownstone becomes his tomb, Twenty-two years later, the neighborhood has become a ghetto, and his home has turned into a Gothic ruin. Four teens renovate it as an after hours nightclub, unknowingly releasing Jimmy's tortured spirit. Its thrills and chills when blood spills when Jimmy's ghost sets about its frightful revenge, his killers unaware of the gruesome fate that awaits them. With each new victim, the terror mounts, and Bones' vengeance spins out of control, threatening everyone in his path, including his former lover, Pearl. Get ready for Bones!!!
Genre: Crime, Horror
Director(s): Ernest R. Dickerson
Production: New Line Cinema
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
4.1
Metacritic:
42
Rotten Tomatoes:
21%
R
Year:
2001
96 min
£6,835,153
Website
490 Views


Great. Gunshots. Perfect.

It's just a backfire.

Like you'd know.

Face it, man. We are lost.

Hold on a second.

We're here.|Where the hell are you?

Why don't your b*tch ass|look behind you...

...and see what's crackin', man?

I got this.

Let me see it.

"Let me see it"?

Let me see it, man.

Show him the f***ing money.

Show him. Show him.

Where is it?

You think I got it|in my pocket, man?

Yeah.

I can't go get it, man.

Y'all might be the po-po.

I ain't no po-po.

You got to get it yourself, man.

It's around the corner,|down the block...

...by the...|What's that, n*gger?

Loose brick,|north side of the building.

Go, man. Bounce.

Let me go on record, Jason.

This is a really bad idea.

There it is.

Nice.

It's easy as pie...

...and twice as tasty.

Man, someone's screwing|with my car!

Come on.

Come on, in here!

I saw them go in.

This is a waste of f***ing time.

Come on.

Forget it.|There's no way they're in there.

Trust me. I've been|working here for 20 years.

There's nobody in there.|Let's go.

F***ing donut shop shuts|in less than five minutes.

All right.

Oh, God damn it!

Let's get the hell out of here.

Dude, that was close.

Yeah.

What the f*** was that?

F***.

Where'd it go?

I don't care.|Let's get the f*** out of here.

Go!

Go, go, go! Come on!

What the hell was that?

Hey, you!|Get away from there!

Get!

Dude, let's get out of here.

I'm right behind you, man.

Oh, man.

Palmer!

Somebody help me!

Somebody help!

"For outside are|dogs and sorcerers-"

Revelation 22:
verse 15.

- Hey, check it out.|- Jimmy, over here.

Yeah. Place your bets.

What's your number?

That must be your birthday, huh?

Get your money right.|Put it in here, baby.

Let's get these numbers running.

- You all right?|- Yeah.

This looks like a damn graveyard|around here, bro.

This neighborhood's|making a comeback.

Where the hell has it been?

This is the ugliest building|I've ever seen.

I don't know.

There's something about|this building.

It just drew me.

All right,|you know something?

I was planning|on doing this...

...after I got the place|cleaned up and whatnot...

...but, like the man says,|carpe diem.

What do you think about this,|little sis?

That's us.

"Illbient"?|Whose club is that?

Ours.

What do you mean, ours?

Like I said, ours.

Come on, check it out.

- In this?|- Yes.

Patrick,|what are you thinking?

This is prehistoric.

Can you picture it, though?

Look, we could have|the bar right here.

Dance floor.

- Yo, Bill.|- What?

DJ booth, right there.

Anything's possible,|but that's a lot of work.

Oh, Jesus.

Tell me that's part of a dog|or something.

Yeah, that's dog.

That's from a cat or something.

It's a pretty big cat,|Patrick.

Cat, dog, whatever.

I got a really great deal|on this place.

A really great deal, man.

They couldn't give it away.

It was dead meat stinking up|their books for 20 years.

Don't do that, Maurice.

Stop playing, man.

Chill.

The last owner on the lease,|before the bank...

...was back in '79.

Some cat named Jimmy Bones.

It's been empty ever since.

Jimmy Bones?

- You heard of him?|- You haven't?

Not that I can remember.

He was a locaI legend|back in the Seventies.

Sure.

There was a song-

Sing it for me, baby. Come on.

Let's do this. Ready?

This is the story of Jimmy Bones...

Black as night and hard as stone...

Sorry.|Something about a deuce.

A switchblade and...

A switchblade and a diamond.

Get yourself a couple of dollars|and buy a piece of candy.

Say, "Thank you, Uncle Jimmy. "

Thank you, Uncle Jimmy.

Jimmy Bones.

Aw, Maurice. Jimmy Bones.|How bad-ass is that?

Jimmy Bones!

Patrick, I'm going|to tell you something.

I'm sold, baby,|and I'll tell you why.

This is what I'm thinking.

We could use this whole|Jimmy Bones theme...

...to make this place off the hook.

Look at this place, man.|It's a dump.

Actually, it'd have|to work to be a dump.

Look at the rest of the place|before you tear it down.

I know it's cold.

I'll run downstairs,|fire up the furnace...

...see if I can warm the joint up|a little bit...

...and you'll see.

This place has|serious potential, man.

PotentiaI to leave me|seriously injured.

I'm gonna check out how to get|the DJ equipment up there.

Who's coming?

Aw, man.

Aw, sh*t.

Am I trippin'?

I'm going this way.

Yeah, me, too.

No, you won't, buddy.

You're going|to follow me upstairs.

Tia, be careful.

Oh, sh*t!

F***ing rats.

Please don't bust,|because I can't afford that.

What's up?

Contact paranoia.|Maybe you heard of it.

I'm buggin' from hanging|with you all the time.

I tell you, goddamn, man.

Well, I got bigger problems.

I can't get this joint lit.|That's drug abuse.

Things are nuts down here|without you squawking that up.

Maurice?

Bill?

Hey... Buddy.

How long you been|locked in here?

Want my burger?

Damn, you were hungry.

You want us to move in here?

That's the only way we'll get|the place fixed in time.

Yeah, right.

And whichever of us|is alive by the end of week...

...inherits all|of Vincent Price's cash.

You want to play college radio,|high school reunions...

...and some fool's club once a week|for the rest of your lives...

...that's cool,|but I think we can do better.

I put everything I got|into this...

...because I believe|we can make it happen.

We move in. We take shifts.

Enough with|the motivational speech.

I'm down, all right?

Thank you.

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Adam Simon

Adam Simon (born February 6, 1962) is an American director, producer, and screenwriter. His directing credits include Brain Dead (1990), Body Chemistry II: The Voice of a Stranger (1992), and Carnosaur (1993). Simon, along with producer Brannon Braga, co-created the television series Salem. As a screenwriter, Simon is known for Bones (2001), and The Haunting in Connecticut (2009). He plays a humorous version of himself, pitching a project and getting barred from the studio lot in the famous opening-shot of Robert Altman's The Player (1992). He previously appeared, thinly veiled, as a fictional character in Christopher Guest's film The Big Picture (1989) and would reappear in Kim Newman's novel Johnny Alucard (2013), where he again pitches a project and becomes the only person in Hollywood standing up to a particularly sinister studio executive.Kim Newman has noted that Adam Simon has "become one of the most oft-cited figures in contemporary Hollywood satire, and those in the know have begun to play the game of Simon-spotting. [...] Remarkable look- and act-alikes for Adam Simon have appeared in a couple of sinister Hollywood satires: Adam Rafkin (Jarrad Paul) on the cancelled-too-soon TV series Action, who ruins his emotional and physical health on successive drafts of Beverly Hills Gun Club for sleazy überproducer Peter Dragon (Jay Mohr); and Adam Kesher (Justin Theroux) in David Lynch's Mulholland Drive, who finds his entire life - and film project - jeopardised when he considers going against the wishes of backers who represent either organised crime or Hell." more…

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