Plot
In the year 2010, Dr. Moreau (Marlon Brando) claims to have successfully conquered the impossible: to introduce human DNA into animals, eliminating their basic instincts and thereby creating a supposedly divine human, free from malice and hatred. After many attempts, only one experiment was successful and now the unsuccessful ones are given drugs every day to keep them from regressing into their animal forms. They are also controlled with electrical shock devices to keep them in order.
However, one of the creatures tears the shock device from his body and when he informs others of this, the animal hybrids break loose on the island.
One of Dr. Moreau's allies is Dr. Montgomery (Val Kilmer), a physician gone mad with devotion to Moreau and intense drug abuse.
United Nations negotiator Edward Douglas (David Thewlis), the sole survivor of an airplane crash, is brought ashore on Moreau's island — against his better judgment — by Dr. Montgomery, and eventually becomes his prisoner. Horrified by the doctor's monstrous experiments and fearing for his own life, Douglas seeks the help of Moreau's lovely daughter, Aissa (Fairuza Balk), in escaping the island, but is foiled at every turn by Dr. Montgomery and his man-beast lackeys.
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