Hey folks! Hope you all had a great week. Me? I tried to download the Lindsay Lohan sex video and got a virus that essentially destroyed my computer, so it’s been pretty much business as usual over here. Wanna do some recent reviews? Fuck it, why not!
Here’s one from Netflix…
seriously how high are the other reviewers?? I am constantly accused of liking every crappy movie out there. I suspend belief easily and can just enjoy movies. This however was a rare exception. Just a complete waste of time. Boring, super low budget, horrible acting by the entire cast. My wife and I both were pissed that we sat through this piece of crap!
Ouch! Sorry, ER, and sorry to the wife as well. I can’t speak for the other reviewers but my answer to the initial question, had you asked me, is this: “I am very, very high.”
Here’s another one that ran on IndieTalk.com…
MURDER PARTY
Now don’t be confused, this is not exactly what they mean when they say “art film” although “Murder Party” is undeniably an artistic achievement of sorts, that rare film that can be excessively gory, frequently hilarious and often, perish the thought, intelligent. While the initial feature offering from a collective known as The Lab Of Madness, “Murder Party” gives Jeremy Saulnier writing/directing credit it becomes apparent from the special features that the film is a real collaborative effort, the result of years and years of backyard filmmaking with childhood friend, producer/star Chris Sharp amongst others who wear many caps in this production.
The story involves Chris, a lonely sad sack who literally stumbles upon an invitation to a party on Halloween and, apparently lacking anything better to do, dresses up, decides to go and shows up at a grungy warehouse, greeted by a gaggle of eccentric young struggling artists, all in costume and waiting for/wondering if, anyone would accept their invitation. It is not long before it emerges that all is not as it initially seems and that the party is less a celebration of Halloween as much as it is an elaborate stunt to impress the anticipated guest honor, Alexander, a smarmy patron of the arts who comes, dangling the promise of much sought-after grant money. Now Chris has unwittingly placed himself smack dab in the middle of a multi-media collaboration/competition between desperate aesthetes willing to die for their modes of expression — but much more interested in having someone else die for them. Naturally, plans go awry and bloody, wacky hi-jinx ensues resulting in an odd mix that recalls elements of Hitchcock’s “Rope” and Scorsese’s “After Hours.”
As described by one of the creators, “‘Murder Party” is ‘The Breakfast Club’ with chainsaws” and while that is not completely accurate it does sum up the essential premise of a group of misfits thrown together into a confined space when conflict and chaos erupt. Most though, the film is good cheesy, gory fun with a healthy dose of scathing with directed at or coming from the pretentious art scene with lines like “Cause of death: Art” and “Art isn’t worth anything until you’re dead.”
For all the emphasis on gore and edgy humor, the filmmakers do not cut corners technically. Gorehounds will be pleased with the slicing and dicing but there is also some lovely, fluid camera work throughout. The film is definitely not for everyone because the sometimes subtle dark humor might escape those looking for a comedy and the knowing art scene in jokes might detract from the pure horror qualities sought by audiences hoping for something that faithfully adheres to genre conventions. However, open-minded audiences who can appreciate both of best world’s hybrids might find themselves pleasantly amused.
http://www. indietalk. com/showthread. php?t=13250
Woo! Thanks, Indietalk! And speaking of Indy talk, I’m afraid that I have to give Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull a…I dunno…a bemused shrug. Which is sad for me because I so badly wanted to give it a rollicking high five that then “accidentally” becomes an open mouthed kiss, awakward at first until we realized how much we missed each other and- oh my God- how right this feels. But then computer monkeys and the computer groundhogs show up and spoil the moment.
I’ll tell you what I did see lately that was totally fucking awesome was a documentary called Crawford. It played at the Brooklyn International Film Festival and it’s about, well, Crawford, Texas, which is where President George W. Bush was born and raised. (Except that he wasn’t.) It’s an exceptionally warm and engaging look at the people of this small town and what happens to their lives when W moves in. It’s sharp and hysterical and heartbreaking and I highly recommend it.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1183666/
Ooh! This is a fun little nugget: Pixellite.Com named Murder Party their Number One Weirdest Movie! “Even weirder than Godzilla vs. Mechagodzilla?” you would ask, and rightfully so, but apparently…yes!
http://www.pixellite.com/2008/05/review/top-10-extremely-weird-movies/
And here’s a podcast called Play It Loud which had some exceptionally nice things to say about us. Now, the Murder Party part is right at the start but stick around for the rest of their show…it’s good stuff!
http://downloads.advancedmn.com/~media/podcast/episodes/PlayItLoud/PIL603.mp3
Thanks, Play It Loud! If this sonofabitchin’ fatalLindsayWorm.exe hadn’t already vaporized my entire hard drive, I would totally download all of your other shows!
Welp, I guess that’s about it for today. I hope everybody has a fantastic weekend. I’ve got the Blast of Silence Criterion DVD at home and The Strangers is playing at the neighborhood theater soooo, yeah, I’m pretty well covered.
xoxo