Lori (Brie Jones) is a flat-chested girl who is jealous that all her friends have big boobs. She turns to her goth Satanist neighbor for help, and he performs a black magic ritual to make her stacked. The ritual is a success and Lori intends to show off her new rack at an upcoming house party. Her dreams are shattered when the evil demon Phil (Tim Ekkebus) and his vampire pal Razor (Jesse Green) crash the party looking to score with oblivious babes.
Writer/director Chris (Mulva: Zombie Ass Kicker) Seaver’s sequel to Filthy McNasty is about on par with the original. It’s more of a loose remake/retread of the first one, but that probably won’t matter to anyone who willingly watches it. The good news is that the forty-seven-minute running time whizzes right on by, and there are a handful of jokes that are laugh out loud funny. I think my favorite bit was when Razor lamented that Steve Perry got kicked out of Journey.
However, for every joke that lands, there’s about five or six that are groan-inducing or just plain offensive. If you’ve seen a Seaver joint before, you probably already know what to expect. As far as his filmography goes, I’d say this is about middle of the road. If you’re a newbie to the Seaver fold, Filthy McNastier won’t convert you, that’s for damned sure, but it’s far from his most contemptable cinematic offering.
It also helps that the film is anchored by a likeable performance by Jones as the gal who desperately wants a big rack. She’s funny and charming, even when she’s forced to say some of Seaver’s outlandish dialogue. According to IMDb, this is her one and only film role, which is a shame. If she can survive a Chris Seaver movie with her dignity intact, she could do just about anything as far as I’m concerned.
AKA: Filthy McNastier: Maximum Dousche.
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