Terror
at Bloodfart Lake is another foulmouthed, grade Z, no-budget horror flick from
Chris (Mulva: Zombie Ass-Kicker)
Seaver. Since I’ve seen a good number of
Seaver’s films going in, I kind of knew what I was getting myself into. But let's face it: How could I not watch a movie called
Terror at Bloodfart Lake? The surprising
thing is, I found myself laughing quite often during the mercifully short
running time. I can honestly say without
a doubt this is Seaver’s best picture yet.
A
group of friends go to a cabin in the woods to party all weekend. One by one, they are picked off by a
supernatural wisecracking scarecrow. Naturally,
the only ones who can stop it are a sexy biker babe and a bumbling redneck.
If
you brace yourself for the amateurish acting and obnoxious dialogue full of
juvenile potty humor, you should have a good time with Terror at Bloodfart
Lake. Some might be annoyed by the
constant ska music and gratuitous plugs for Fright Rags T-shirts. Stick with it though, and you’ll find some
truly funny stuff here. Most of the
foulmouthed humor is hit and miss, but the oddball throwaway lines are often
funnier. (“Do you know the Dark Arts and
listen to Evanescence?”) There’s also a
funny bit where a guy from Jersey talks about “The Boss”, but “Not
Springsteen! Tony friggin’ Danza!”
The
highlights though are the murder sequences.
In most of them, the scarecrow killer uses ears of corn to dispatch his
victims (including shoving it into one guy’s “cornhole”). My favorite bit though was when he uses a
liposuction machine to kill a big girl. Many
killers in movies would suck fat out of a girl’s body to kill her. This one doesn’t stop there. He actually shoves the hose in her mouth and
feeds her own fat back to her. That
folks, is when I knew Terror at Bloodfart Lake was something special… or at
least a notch or two better than your average low budget, shot-on-video, gory,
horror-comedy.
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