Chillerama

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You know a film is going to be good when it opens with a graverobber- whose about to defile corpse- getting de-*-itated by a zombie. What follows is a relatively unknown and highly underrated masterpiece of cult cinema from our fine friends at Troma. And it does not disappoint. Taking inspiration from Popcorn, and Dead Of Night, we find ourselves following a group of teenagers, as they take in the final splatterfest-aptly titled Chillerama- at the local drive-in. The first sex laden feature they watch concerns an infertile male on an experimental drug regimen, who ends up producing rampageous monster sperms. The second film is a musical about a gay teenage wrestler who has a coming of age experience after getting bit in the ass and turned into a wear bear by another gay wrestler. This is followed by a tale about a rabbinic golem, who takes revenge on the Nazis who created him. And culminates with a finale that starts off extremely scatological, but ends off relatively orgiastic...concluding with a shivers-style ending that leaves no room for improvement. Pretty much everything about this film rules. Pure cheese from the best of 'em. Another Troma-tastic cult classic (possibly the best ever?) that you won't want to miss! 7.5 out of 10.

I don't think this has a spoiler but why risk it? If you see Avatar as the pinnacle of cinema, this film is not for you. As someone who enjoys the campiness of 40's and 50's horror films, the sing song joy of a 60's California beach bash, the sheer stupid joy of the "warnings" theaters had to produce for films that were "edgy" for the 70's, the 'terror" of an 80's slasher and the fact most of these films were about one thing: hooking up with your girl during the flick: This is a nice homage. If you are a true oenophile; someone who can quote current pop culture and famously repeated quotes all while smiling when something that celebrates John Waters in a scene that honors George Romero is shown, you'll enjoy this picture. It's dopey, way over the top, offensive and weird. But man, what a stupid, goofy ball of fun.

(A tad bit of spoilers here..) "I want to thank you for being so understanding. You know, a lot of girls would have run to the hills if the sperm of their blind date shot up their skirt like that." – Miles in Wadzilla. Horror anthologies have been around since people discovered (a camp)fire. So, maybe these guys (Director/Writers: Adam Green – a favorite of mine, Joe Lynch, Bear McCreary, Adam Rifkin and Tim Sullivan) thought what the hell: make Chillerama a 80% comedy, 19% gore and 1% horror to shake it up. I laughed so hard in this feature, and I didn't expect to. My expectations were that this was going to be strictly horror. Even the Plan 9 from Outer Space opening – or least, the sets/mood – just made this look like a modern Creepshow. Boy, was I wrong. Breakdown of the segments: The wraparound story, Zom-B-Movie, was probably where the movie was at its weakest. Even though it wasn't necessarily bad, it just paled in comparison. The acting was decent and acceptable and the humor was somewhat funny, but the film references felt really forced. The first feature, Wadzilla, was absolutely hilarious and as equally gross. And this is coming from someone who's survived both Human Centipede II and A Serbian Film. It's a Mad Men story of sperm – in a singular sense and as laugh out loud a lot of the scenes were – namely the final kiss and the dancing statue – the movie was so overwhelming uncomfortable, it's a must-see. I mean that. Seriously. The second segment, I was a Teenage Werebear, should've been more up my alley: it's a gay-horror-musical. With bears, no less. (Anyone who knows me, 3 of those four are my forté, just not the musical part. Even though, stereotypically, it should be.) But, I wasn't all that interested. It had its moments, but the humor found previously – and forward – vanished. And I'm not sure if this was more written for straight folks or gay. Either way, it wasn't horrible to get through, but it was a tad bit aimless and definitely dimmed down the overall project. Part III, or The Diary of Anne Frankenstein, was, by far, my favorite and contained the most humor. I should've known; it was directed and written by one of my favorites: Adam Green of Frozen and the Hatchet series. Black & white & in subtitles, the film focuses around Hitler's eeevil plans of stepping into Frankenstein's shoes. Each scene was hilarious, they finally got the "Grindhouse" feel down where the other films were just at the edge of that genre and the writing was very well done. I'm certain this wouldn't have worked as a feature length, so I'm glad Green did what he did here. Kinda a Part 4 – Deathication was fairly funny, for just a few moments, that is and also fit nicely as a 50's drive-in or Grindhouse production. Overall, the movie needed to be edited down. Heck, 1972's Tales from the Crypt had more stories, and yet a half hour shorter. The wraparound story absolutely had plenty of shots/characters to be cut and still retain the essence. But, for the humor alone and for the jackass crowds – they might like the gross-factor, it's a recommend. One quick warning though for prudes: there's * throughout. A lot of it. And, no, I don't mean from the viewer.

Great movie this was a lot of fun! My husband and I were extras in this movie, but they seem to have lost our names! Was looking forward to seeing my name up there in the credits. This was our first time being extras, and still exciting even though we are just a blip in the movie. Check out my Facebook page and you can see me in my full zombie makeup! My Husband (Charles Bledsoe) was in line in the concession stand scene, playing with his cell phone, While I was wandering around trying to hump things to death, great time had by all! This movie classic B-movie style, raunchy and loaded with gore. I can't wait until my copy arrives! Time for viewing party and lots of butter popcorn (Hold the blue ooze!).

It never ceases to amaze me how much these "comedy" horror film makers, and their fans alike, almost seem to hate both comedy and horror by creating and supporting these complete wastes of time and money. Im not opposed to horror mixed with comedy. Im not against cheesey dialog, or campy situations. Im not even against "adult" humor...to a point, but how can anyone with even a single functioning brain cell find fart joke level humor SO funny that you make or watch an entire movie dedicated to it. Its so sad that even in the indie horror department, the newer generations are incompetent hacks compared to people that actually had talent back in the 70s, 80s, and 90s, and actually cared about providing good quality. People that make these embarassments should just stick to making adult films, where this level of stupid can actually be appreciated, but it needs to stop being passed off as legitimate film making, and especially stop tainting the horror genre.

This movie just isn't funny and reeks of desperation. It's like the filmmakers (calling them that is a stretch) saw something like The Toxic Avenger, enjoyed it but had no idea what makes that movie work. I'm embarrassed for everyone involved in making it and for anyone who huffed enough paint to have found anything redeeming in it.

The best segment in this is Wad-Zilla. The rest is really hit or miss, especially the too-long, unfunny Were-Bear segment. The Diary of Anne Frankenstein, if it had been cut down a bit would have been way better. The end bit, with the Zombies was really quite lame and nearly pornographic. It could have been a lot funnier if it hadn't been written by people who must always daydream about sex constantly.

Cecil B. Kaufman (a solid and likable portrayal by Richard Riehle) shows a marathon of schlocky horror flicks to celebrate the closing night of his drive-in movie theater. First, most outrageous, and hence hilarious segment, "Wadzilla" - A savage giant sperm goes a destructive rampage. Writer/director Adam Rifkin milks the gloriously ridiculous premise for all its worth and cheerfully parodies 50's gigantic creature feature fare with infectiously naughty aplomb. Single most sidesplitting moment: The giant sperm attempts to mate with the Statue of Liberty. Second and equally funny yarn, "I Was a Teenage Werebear" - A frustrated young man turns into a raving gay were-bear after he gets bitten in the rear by a leatherboy. Writer/director Tim Sullivan has a field day tackling the dread scourge taboo subject of homosexuality with tremendous zany glee while making an earnest plea for gay acceptance and tossing in a bunch of uproariously awful songs for good measure. Third and most kitschy tale, "The Diary of Anne Frankenstein" - Adolf Hitler (delightfully essayed with eye-rolling hammy panache by Joel David Moore) builds himself a vicious killing machine (Kane Hodder in cute goofy make-up) that brings about his own untimely demise. Shot in scratchy black and white and done in German with priceless ludicrous subtitles, writer/director Adam Green delivers loads of campy laughs from the enjoyably loopy story. Third and most over-the-top gory outing, "Zombie B-Movie" - A bunch of gross perverted zombies wreak hysterically obscene havoc at the drive-in. Writer/director Joe Lynch really pours on the excessive splatter by the bloody bucket and pulls out all the stops with the no-holds-barred grisly mayhem. The cast attack the kooky material with considerable zest, with especially stand-out work from Kristina Klebe as a sexy Eva Braun, Lin Shaye as a wise old gypsy woman, Ray Wise as mad scientist Dr. Weems, and Eric Roberts as a gung-ho Army general. Moreover, the humor is every bit as blithely crass, shameless, and offensive as it ought to be, plus there's a ton of affectionate homages to such films as "The Blob," "Cool Hand Luke," the '83 "Scarface," and even "Heathers." A total blast.