A Touch of Alchemy
- Tagline
- Where ancient vendettas meet modern sarcasm.
- Description
- In 'A Touch of Alchemy', a decidedly different mystery unfolds when the small town's public servant, Jerald Firewell, played by Patrick Lemonsey, uncovers an ancient grimoire during a routine call. A comedic dance of fate and mysticism begins as he accidentally invokes a medieval spell that resurrects a vengeful spirit seeking retribution within our modern world. Comically mismatched, Firewell teams up with the enigmatic thief-turned-unlikely-hero, portrayed by Robird Peckmorely, as they race against time to right a centuries-old wrong. Alongside them, Scone Bennett's portrayal of an old soul in a young paramedic’s body provides the perfect amount of dry humor as they navigate a trail of riddles and historical conundrums. Helmed by the ever-imaginative Ang Leemur, this family-friendly tale of sarcasm and slightly supernatural shenanigans will warm your heart and spark your sense of adventure without ever crossing the line.
- MpaaRating
- G
- PopularityScore
- 5.30
- ReleaseDate
- 11/03/2022
- Genre
- Mystery
- Director(s)
- Cast
Critic Reviews
6.50
Oh, 'A Touch of Alchemy', because that's what we were all desperately yearning for – another mesh of passé enchantments and jaded quips dressed up for the family-friendly crowd. Patrick Lemonsey is Jerald Firewell, a man whose acting range is as varied as my spice cabinet – essentially, basil and more basil. He stumbles upon a dusty old book and – poof! – conjures up a spirit with unfinished business, because heaven forbid we have a film without some ethereal unfinished business. Robird Peckmorely is thrown into the mix as a thief with a heart of maybe-not-so-much-gold but let's say bronze on a good day, providing an 'unlikely hero' cliché that I didn't see coming from exactly three plot points away. Scone Bennett, meanwhile, delivers dry humor with all the moisture content of the Sahara, though, admittedly, her delivery garners a chuckle or two. Directed by 'ever-imaginative' Ang Leemur, which I suppose is one way to describe the carousel of recycled movie tropes repackaged as novelty. It’s cute, it’s quaint, it’s G-rated giggles wrapped in a neat bow of sarcasm, for those enchanted by the notion of throwing shade at medieval spirits. If that's your goblet of tea, then by all means, partake in this potion of mediocrity that somehow manages to uplift the spirits with its relentless cheerfulness.