murderpartymovie.com

Eh heh. Sorry about that–

No, fuck it. I’m not sorry and I’d do it again. If weak adolescent puns and a lotta sass mouth and potty talk ain’t your thing, you have come to the wrong blog, brother. “Boogers!” (See?)

The “stiff one” in question is the Seattle True Independent Film Festival, at which Murder Party will screen this Thursday, August 30th! Props and thug hugs to our man Clint Berquist who really went out of his way to make this happen. So once you folks in Seattle have seen it, you can either thank Clint or egg his house, depending on whether you dug or didn’t-dug the flick.

Here’s a link for times and tickets, and be sure to check out all the other great screenings the S.T.I.F.F. has to offer:

http://www.trueindependent.org/

And here’s a nice little shout out we received in The Stranger, which as far as I know is the only local paper worth a damn. (But what if you guys changed the name to…The Strangler? Sounds kinda butch, right? Like “We’ve got so much local events and community calendar info you’ll FUCKING CHOKE ON IT!!!” It’s just one letter’s difference. Just throwing it out there. Let it marinate.)

Anyways:

STIFF Nights: Murder Party

One lonely Halloween night, a parking enforcement officer finds a lacy party invitation fluttering on the ground. At the designated location, a cluttered warehouse in Brooklyn, he discovers a gang of disaffected artists who want to murder him in the name of art—or something like that. Satisfying splatter and agreeable hipster jokes ensue. Murder Party is a little thin on plot and could stand to have another 10 minutes shaved off the intro (the movie is at a modest 80 minutes already), but it’s nicely constructed and for an low-budget indie, the acting is exceptional. By Annie Wagner

http://thestranger.com/seattle/GetOut?search=movietimes&film=296102

“Exceptional”, eh? That’s awesome, Annie, thank you so much! As one of the people in charge of the “acting”, that was really nice to read. (Those in chage of “intro”, however, are now very depressed.)

The Murder Party team extends its sincere appreciation to everyone working the S.T.I.F.F. and to The Stranger (name change pending) for the swell coverage. We hope all of our friends in Seattle and the Greater Pacific Northwest/Twin Peaks Area will be able to make it to the show!

Losta love. Kurt lives.

www.thestranger.com

http://www.trueindependent.org/

But then, any review that isn’t a flat out “Worst. Movie. Ever.” will probably feel like a hug after that brutal jail sex we received yesterday. (How many pairs of underpants will be ruined before I stop bleeding down there?)

No, no, BloodCapsules.com has some genuinely nice things to say about the movie. Also,  the tagline for their site is “A brave little horror review blog that thinks it can”, which I really like. Switch “review blog” for “movie” and that’s kind of how we feel about Murder Party. (When we’re not having rectal reconstructive surgery, that is.) 

Murder Party (2007)

Dir: Jeremy Saulnier

Low-budget NYC black-comedy-with-gore in which a nerdy parking inspector (Chris Sharp) finds an invitation to a ‘murder party’ lying on the floor. Desperate for company, he bakes a pumpkin pie and goes along, dressed in a natty cardboard knight outfit. It turns out to be a group of coked-up art students who have decided to torture and kill someone in the name of Art, dahling. He – as the fool dumb enough to pick up the invite – is ‘the victim’. The script zips along nicely and there are many laugh-out-loud moments. The gore FX are pretty good, acting is convincing and direction is fine’n'dandy; above average for the budget in fact. That said, it all sort of just washes over you and isn’t what I’d call memorable. Still, they score points for originality and it’s a decent enough diversion. You could do a Hell of a lot worse and it would probably go down great at a Halloween party. **1/2

www.bloodcapsules.com

Thanks for that, Blood Capsules. I guess I don’t know if that’s two-and-a-half stars out of four or out of ten, but honestly I don’t care. It’s just nice not to be totally flayed.

(I’m going to tell my therapist about you when I go to my Crying Workshop today.)

…cuz they dropped a fucking hammer on our little baby Murder Party!

Lookit, he’s still squirming a little there in his crib, just a little…blood-soaked diapers and ruined fontanelle?  Poor little guy probably won’t last the night,(sniffle/sob)….

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Despite knowing for a fact that it was NOT the director of Murder Party Jeremy Saulnier who answered these questions (he paid our homeless mascot Mister Showbizness five bucks to do it),  it’s still fun to share this little interview that appeared on NewYorkMagazine.com because it proves beyond any shadow of a doubt that we are now offically BIG TIME.

(I mean, c’mon, fuckin’ Jason Bourne gets lower billing than “Jeremy” on this one!)

http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2007/08/director_jeremy_saulnier_kills.html

Thank you so much to Jon Steinberg and New York Magazine for bringing this to the public and assuring us of our own big time-ness!

Awww. Shucks. This one…goddammit, this one is just a helluva cool way to end the week. Check it out:

KillerFilm.com is great movie site based in the old voodoo swamps of Louisiana. (Okay, they’re technically from Lafayette, which is, you know, more of a city, I suppose…but I’ve been reading alot of Swamp Thing lately and I just like the idea that they’re a collective of benevolent movie elementals, blogging away from the rooty gloaming…no? Nevermind.)

Anyways, they write witty, fun reviews. They interview genre greats like Lloyd Kaufman and Bill Moseley. Their news section covers both the mainstream and the oddball. What’s best, they come across as enthusiastic lovers of film (which is not to say they can’t lay a diss when a diss is deserved!) who like looking off the beaten track for their next movie fix.

And yes, we love them for this glowing-ass review they threw up for Murder Party…

Plot Outline

“A random invitation to a Halloween party leads a man into the hands of a rogue collective intent on murdering him for the sake of their art, sparking a bloodbath of mishap, mayhem and hilarity.”

Review Summary

Let me start off by saying that “Murder Party” gave the horror genre a good hard kick in the nuts! It was a breath of fresh air in a stale climate that has been regurgitating mostly crap for a while now.

The Review

Let me start off by saying that “Murder Party” gave the horror genre a good hard kick in the nuts! It was a breath of fresh air in a stale climate that has been regurgitating mostly crap for a while now. This little flick had good cinematography, good acting, a cool story with fresh dialogue, and a cast that hit their marks. I can’t say that I expected much from this flick but my low expectations quickly got the shit beaten out of them.

The film follows Christopher S. Hawley aka The Brown Knight (Chris Sharp), a lonely parking enforcement officer after he finds an invitation to a party on the street, and instead of spending another night alone with his cat decides check it out. Once there he is quickly subdued and tied up by a group of art students that spew out great dialogue by shit-load. Lines like “Lexi’s pussy screamed at me, arrrrrrggggg” or “Paul, you put the bitch in barbiturates” are just the tip of the iceberg. These characters are alive and very entertaining. After a night of partying, drinking, drugs, straight sex, gay sex, and pizza our hero, The Brown Knight watches as the art nerds start to argue and an escalating tension builds up causing the night to erupt into a haze of blood and gore.

The special effects were great, and the gore was over the top in a fun way that we haven’t seen since the late 70’s or early 80’s, and the music was right on also. Another thing this flick has going for it is the cinematography, it was very well done and had a really retro feel to it. The costumes looked good, and the locations (mostly just a warehouse) were great.

So make sure “Murder Party” is on your shopping or rental list because it is definitely a killer film!

- review by Donny Broussard

Pretty sexy, eh? So this is a big fat high five to Donny and all the cool kids at KillerFilm .com- (smack!)  We hope to meet you folks in person some day…maybe we can take rides in your flat-bottom air boats and poach gators! Meanwhile, lotsa love from Murder Party…

www.killerfilm.com

I am…strangely mesmerized by the titular Sarah from this next review. (Stop snickering, you immature prats, it means ‘of the title’!) This one comes from SarahHatesYourMovie.blogspot.com and it is certainly no rave…but it’s not a total pan either. Call it a positive C, if you like. A lukewarm B, perhaps.

She says Murder Party, as a horror movie, is a failure. But as a comedy,  she calls it a “resounding success.” She calls us “nobodies”…and although I doubt too many more people in the world have heard of her than they have us, I find myself nodding in agreement…

“Yessss, Sarah. We arrre nobodies. It isss more funny than scary…” Almost hypnotized, like under a vampire’s spell. Or like in high school, where there was that one girl everybody thought was so hot, even though she was kind of bitchy, but actually her bitchiness was just calling things as they were? No bullshit? She’d walk by in the halls, dropping her mini-reviews of us- “Geek. Dweeb. Virgin.”- that were so right on, we couldn’t really argue, even if they stung.

Anyhew, that’s what this review is like. But first, a few points to keep in mind:

1) Many of us are (or rather were) art students. We don’t hate art students outright…we just hate snotty pretentious morons, no matter what they study. But who wants to watch a buncha kids from the architecture school get snuffed? Borrring.

2) The truth serum bit was fastidiously researched. Sodium amytal is regarded as a “truth serum”, there are documented cases in which the CIA used it for that purpose in the past, and kids in Belarus and elsewhere do ingest it recreationally. So, for what it’s worth, I object to its characterization as “nonsensical.”

And, 3) Um…will you go to Prom with me, Sarah? I mean…if you didn’t already have a…oh, yeah, of course you do. Sorry. Nevermind. (sigh)

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