Well, this film's trivia bit sums up the movie very nicely:
Vic Noto (Bronson) was cast a day before principal photography commenced (less than 12 hours.) "I didn't know what the hell I was doing," he said, "nor did I EVER understand who Bronson was. I did scene by scene not even knowing what the movie was about. I didn't read the script until three months AFTER (the movie) was wrapped. I STILL don't know who Bronson was."
This "movie" is all over the place and yet, still (mostly) works. It's also simultaneously intentionally and unintentionally funny and effective in scares, but that might just be me: decades-old, low budget horror has frightened me since I was a lad.
Not sure what the intention of this film was, but they sure as hell crammed in a ton of ideas. An antihero bum, a crazy Vet and toxic alcohol all play central themes, but so does horrible rape, sexual harassment, a gangster vs. a comedian and tons and tons of both full-frontal male and female nudity.
I guess the death drink is prime, though it only shows up for a fraction of the movie. Basically, a liquor store owner finds a carton of old liquor and without thought, sells it for a buck a pop (kinda low, even for mid-80s time) and within seconds of drinking, or even touching, the victim is reduced to the same fate as that toxic-gang member towards the end of Robocop (same summer as this film. Must've been a theme or fear of the time.)
But, there are many more subplots as we really follow the antihero homeless man through many misadventures. It's thoroughly nuts and yet watchable. I seriously doubt anyone was serious here and they were, indeed, out to have a fun and humorous time despite the few, though effective, gore scenes.
Recommended for die-hard trashy-80s low budget "horror-comedies," like Attack of the Killer Tomatoes, The Toxic Avenger and other Troma film fans. Though, unbelievably, this was shot much better than those other disturbing, but "fun," films.
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Final thoughts: You show me full-frontal male nudity within seconds of the film opening, and you got me hooked. Nice touch, so to speak, to not just feature the gals.
Vic Noto (Bronson) was cast a day before principal photography commenced (less than 12 hours.) "I didn't know what the hell I was doing," he said, "nor did I EVER understand who Bronson was. I did scene by scene not even knowing what the movie was about. I didn't read the script until three months AFTER (the movie) was wrapped. I STILL don't know who Bronson was."
This "movie" is all over the place and yet, still (mostly) works. It's also simultaneously intentionally and unintentionally funny and effective in scares, but that might just be me: decades-old, low budget horror has frightened me since I was a lad.
Not sure what the intention of this film was, but they sure as hell crammed in a ton of ideas. An antihero bum, a crazy Vet and toxic alcohol all play central themes, but so does horrible rape, sexual harassment, a gangster vs. a comedian and tons and tons of both full-frontal male and female nudity.
I guess the death drink is prime, though it only shows up for a fraction of the movie. Basically, a liquor store owner finds a carton of old liquor and without thought, sells it for a buck a pop (kinda low, even for mid-80s time) and within seconds of drinking, or even touching, the victim is reduced to the same fate as that toxic-gang member towards the end of Robocop (same summer as this film. Must've been a theme or fear of the time.)
But, there are many more subplots as we really follow the antihero homeless man through many misadventures. It's thoroughly nuts and yet watchable. I seriously doubt anyone was serious here and they were, indeed, out to have a fun and humorous time despite the few, though effective, gore scenes.
Recommended for die-hard trashy-80s low budget "horror-comedies," like Attack of the Killer Tomatoes, The Toxic Avenger and other Troma film fans. Though, unbelievably, this was shot much better than those other disturbing, but "fun," films.
***
Final thoughts: You show me full-frontal male nudity within seconds of the film opening, and you got me hooked. Nice touch, so to speak, to not just feature the gals.