Leprechaun: Origins (2014, directed by Zach Lipovsky)


Two young American couples are hiking through Ireland when they come across a small town that is under the control of the Leprechaun (now played by wrestler Dylan “Hornswoggle” Postl). Long ago, the villagers stole all of the Leprechaun’s gold. In order to make it up to the Leprechaun, they have to sacrifice at least two humans a year. Usually, they sacrifice travelers that no one will miss, but at least one villager has become disillusioned with the practice. As for the Leprechaun, he’s finally escaped from where he was being held prisoner.

Nope.

After Leprechaun: Back 2 tha Hood, it took eleven years to make another Leprechaun movie, and this is what they came up with. There’s no Warwick Davis, even though he was (and is) still alive and working. There’s none of the humor that, in the previous films, provided a distraction from how stupid the plot usually was. There’s really not even a Leprechaun, or at least not the type of leprechaun who was in the previous movies. This one is just a generic monster. None of the past Leprechaun movies were that good, but most of them were watchable because of Warwick Davis and his scary but campy leprechaun makeup. Even setting the film in Ireland doesn’t help things. As dumb as it was to have the Leprechaun showing up in places like North Dakota and outer space, at least it was enjoyably weird.

Jennifer Aniston did not risk her life fighting Warwick Davis just for a movie like this to be made 21 years later.

 

Leprechaun: Back 2 Tha Hood (2003, directed by Steven Ayrolmlooi)


In Los Angeles, four friends are hanging out at an abandoned youth center when one of them falls through a hole and discovers a fortune in gold coins. The friends take the gold for themselves, which gets them on the bad side of the Leprechaun (Warwick Davis).

It’s the same old song and dance. From the title and the urban setting, you might think that this is a straight sequel to Leprechaun in the Hood, but this film actually contradicts that film by having the Leprechaun get trapped underground during the same time that, in the previous film, he was terrorizing Jennifer Aniston in North Dakota and existing as a statue in Ice-T’s office.

This was the first Leprechaun film to be produced by Lionsgate and the first to go straight to video, and it’s obvious that it was a rush job done on the cheap. The kills are uninventive and the blood is CGI. (Would Karo syrup have really cost that much?) With the exception of Warwick Davis, the casting is uninspired. Sticky Fingaz is not a good enough substitute for Ice-T.

Sadly, this was also Warwick Davis’s final outing as the Leprechaun, and the movie doesn’t even let him go out on a good note. No rhymes, no puns, and no bad jokes, nothing that really made the Leprechaun anything more than just someone in an elaborate costume. Did Lionsgate think that people were watching the Leprechaun films for some reason other than the title character? Considering that Warwick Davis was really the only reason any of these movies were watchable, he definitely deserved better.