Was
it the Himalayan yogurt? Or was it the old
wizard’s moonshine? Maybe it was all the
sex with his punk rock neighbor. Whatever
the reason, Alex (Craig Saban) begins getting slimy soon after moving into his
new apartment building. Naturally, the
only way to stop his body from being coated in slime is to kill homeless guys
and prostitutes.
Hey,
we've all been there, right?
Director Gregory (Killer Rack) Lamberson’s Slime City plays like an amateurish
and cheap mash-up of The Incredible Melting Man and Street Trash, with a little
bit of Rosemary’s Baby tossed in there for good measure. The acting is uneven, and the pacing is
erratic. That’s acceptable though seeing
as the gooey special effects are the main selling point.
As
far as would-be low budget cult items from the ‘80s go, Slime City is better
than say, your typical Troma movie. While the slimy transformation scenes and
sloppy murder sequences are fun, the stuff in between the highlights can be
rough-going at times. Still, there
enough show-stopping gore in the last ten minutes to make up for many of its
shortcomings. While it’s easy to spot a
lot of seams in the gory gags, they remain rather impressive given the film’s
miniscule budget and the fact that there are so many of them. Those scenes aren’t enough to qualify it as a
classic or anything, but overall, it’s a decent slice of ‘80s cheese.
AKA: The Slime.
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