A Gaudy Vomitorium Of A Movie

We were desperate to see a new movie this weekend, and as the film industry seems to have turned its back on the kind movie-going public, our pickings were slim. We didn't particularly want to see Rob Zombie's new movie, The Devil's Rejects, but it was playing at a convenient time and at a convenient place, and we were conveniently under the influence of something that caused our ability to judge things to be somewhat impaired. In other words, we were in the target demographic.
Here's the thing. Several of our friends, when we expressed our dismay that Rob Zombie had been given permission to make another movie after the hideously bad "House of 1000 Corpses," told us that this movie was supposed to be way better.
"It's like, totally awesome for what it is," they said.
"Yeah, the reviews said that for a movie like this, it's awesome."
Even Roger Ebert agreed with a "B" rating:
Here is a gaudy vomitorium of a movie, violent, nauseating and really a pretty good example of its genre.
So, we went and saw it. And they were right. For a movie which consists of tangentially connected scenes of brutal and graphic torture committed by a stereotypical redneck cult guy, a psychotic clown, and a blonde bimbo that takes place in a unrealistic brothel and looks like it was shot on a camera phone by someone with a degenerative muscle disorder, it is totally awesome. What we didn't realize is that what Ebert was saying was essentially, "If you like to have hot pokers stuck into your eyes repeatedly, I know a great place that will do just that!" Either that or, "Gotta get your face sliced off and made into a halloween mask? Go see George, he's the best totally insane murderer I know!" Get it? It's like saying that the terminal cancer you got is the best kind of terminal cancer to get because it will cause your brain to explode in a shimmering orgy of offal during your next birthday party, splattering your loved ones with gore and traumatizing them so badly that they spend the rest of their days rocking back and forth and drooling.
Have we made ourselves totally clear?
President Baby Killer is the best baby killing president ever! He kills babies the best! A+ for baby killing skills!
If you want a proper review, we suggest this one, by someone who seems to be one of a few reviewers who understand the concept of writing a negative review of something that is bad. The moral is, don't go see this movie. Thank you for tolerating us. Happy Monday.
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