"Am I going to regret meeting you?" "You already do."

Memoirs of an Invisible Man (1992)
directed by John Carpenter
rating: 3 out of 5 cravats
on DVD from Netflix

But, significantly, not "John Carpenter's Memoirs of an Invisible Man." Hard to feel like it isn't Chance himself behind those glasses and beneath that hat. Just enough tricks - Sam Neill's face in the glass of a train partition, for example - to remind you of the glory days, but when the movie makes a nod to Fletch, you realize how unhappy Carpenter probably was (and must be). I'll say this: from the perspective of effects and even the story (hero gets drunk, things go bad), it probably looks better now than it did in 1992.