Everyone knows (or should) that when you see a movie in this genre (think ALL the "Chucky" movies), you pretty much throw plausible to the wind. You can give certain allowances for certain happenings because, well, it's a movie. Such is NOT the case for "Robert." The movie opens with some sort of back-history about this doll's actual existence. It is supposedly sitting somewhere in some sort of museum in England. Good; it can stay there.
A family consisting of a neurotic wife, an oblivious husband, and a son who acts completely removed from his surroundings, have had the same nanny in their employ for a couple of years. However, her senses seem to be diminishing--she can't remember the simplest of things, does not remember where her cleaning utensils are, etc. The wife fires her. But she will not go quietly into the night. Instead she leaves the son one of the UGLIEST dolls ever created. She tells him that Robert will be his friend from now on (again, think Chucky's "friend-till-the-end" line). She also warns the young boy not to make Robert mad. Well, it seems Robert is quite the temperamental bastard because anything seems to set him off. Mayhem ensues. Yawn.
This movie was one of the most unbelievable pieces of crap I have ever MADE myself sit through. While Robert is killing anyone that moves, the son just sits idly by and says nary word except for "don't make Robert mad." The couple's babysitter has just been knifed to death, but hubby still wants to go out for din-din. One of the wife's paintings is smeared with red paint (which shows up on the feet of Robert), but nothing is ever thought of that. Later on, Robby has brand-new shoes. Simply captivating. All the wife does is whine, the son looks like he's ALWAYS just been hit in the head with a brick, and the husband just wants to work.
Yessir, I was scared to death. All I would ask for is to have Robert spend a night at my house. I'm almost out of kindling. Rated "R" for "really?", this is one movie that should never have been made. The movie has minimal violence and is as boring as watching paint dry.