You know, just the other day I was wondering whatever happened to Janeane Garafalo. Turns out, she’s been busy “starring” in this no-budget horror comedy. You know you’re in trouble when she’s the only name in the cast. That is, unless you count Lloyd Kaufman and… uh… The Toxic Avenger.
Feminist werewolf women from the planet Uranus are sent by their alien leader (a chihuahua) to Earth. Any time they encounter chauvinist men, annoying women, or just assholes in general, they spin around real fast, turn into werewolves (or wear Halloween werewolf masks that were probably purchased at Kmart for cheap on November 1st), and kill them. There’s a lot of other stuff that happens (like an idiot cop who has a puppet for a partner), but it’s just way too mind-numbingly stupid to go into right now. I may, however, discuss the rest of the movie with my therapist on my next visit.
I don’t know how the hell they roped Garafalo into this. She’s the “star” but is only in it for like a minute as a pretentious art gallery owner who is killed by the extraterrestrial lycanthrope ladies. Kaufman’s role is limited to a badly greenscreened cameo. Don’t let his participation fool you into thinking this is going to be a bad sub-Troma wannabe flick. It’s actually a godawful sub-Troma wannabe flick. The cringy humor is well below the low standards of your average Troma movie. So is the painfully amateurish acting.
The werewolf attack scenes are repetitive too. These scenes might’ve been worthwhile if there was some gore or if there was any nudity in general. Unfortunately, it’s heavily padded with weird asides (like a filmstrip on chiggers) and impromptu dance numbers that add nothing to the proceedings. No less than three directors (including Nick Zedd) are credited to this fucking mess. At least we do get a happy ending when the feminist werewolf women go back to Uranus, which is where the movie belongs.
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