Thursday, April 9, 2009

But I hear neon bright clothes are coming back.

The cover of this DVD doesn't do this movie justice. Far from being desaturated, Electric Boogaloo is a candy-coated love letter to Eighties sartorial choices. You only see clothes that bright in anime anymore.

Breakin' 2: Electric Boogaloo catches up with Turbo, Ozone and Special K (whose nickname is conveniently never explained) who are still breakdancing (natch), but this time with the goal of saving their community center (the go-to plot for Eighties youth market films).

The reason this movie holds a special place in my heart is for the delirious dance sequences, especially the one that takes place when all of Turbo's friends visit him in the hospital. The laws of physics and all common sense are gleefully suspended whenever the cast starts dancing. Nurses abandon their posts to kick up their heels, and people in traction start jumping out of bed. I breakdance in your general direction and hallelujah, you are HEALED! But the best part -- the absolute treat -- is when the hugely pregnant mothers dance out of the maternity ward and start high-kicking down the hall, carrying their bellies in front of them like basketballs. Awesome! They really don't make movies like this anymore. Now I'm feeling all nostalgic. I do hope some of these fashions are really coming back. I miss my jellies.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Mimic 2 - 2001

This sequel to the late 90's killer cockroach classic brings back a bit player in the lead role, which is always a good move when creating trashy movie nirvana. Remy, a CDC entomologist in the first flick, is now a teacher in a school building that is on the verge of being condemned. Why she chose to leave the CDC for a high school teaching job is never even mentioned, much less explained, so points for avoiding the usual type of inner conflict torturing a heroine in a trashy horror movie. No, Remy's inner conflict is more of an outer conflict, and it has to do with her love life rather than her career. She just can't seem to find a man she can depend on. Could be because someone keeps killing them and cutting off their faces. Just a theory.

Maybe the bombastic police detective (Bruno Campos) who investigates the killings will have better survival odds. Speaking of whom, watch for the scene where he tells a colleague to "pick up that desk." Funniest 'appeal for an open mind' trick I have ever seen in any movie, ever.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Okay, so this one's not trashy.

I like good movies, too. And sometimes, even really good movies have supremely silly moments in them.

The Uninvited (1944) is a fantastically atmospheric ghost story about a pair of siblings who purchase an estate near the sea for a price that really should have made them wonder, and about the young woman who can't stay away from the place even after it proves hazardous to her health. This one was made when Hollywood had to rely primarily on creating a mood to scare the bejesus out of people, and this film succeeds admirably at doing just that.

But there is one moment that had an opposite effect on me (spoiler).

It's an emotionally charged moment in which our hero (Ray Milland) confronts the specter. He hollers, "From now on, this house is for the living!" And then? He throws a lit candelabra at a pair of very old wooden doors. He's just lucky ectoplasm puts out fires, is all I'm sayin'.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

House of the Dead 2 - 2005

Sequel to the stunningly bad House of the Dead, and produced by Sci Fi Original Pictures, this film has something of a trashy movie pedigree. This is also one of those rare sequels that's much better than the original. Of course, that's a relative statement, like saying a pixie stick and potato chip fluffernutter is much healthier on whole wheat than on white. Still, it's gratifying to see the filmmakers just go for broke (because they can). It's not that easy to intentionally make a trashy movie and get the melange just right. Misguided earnestness has to be replaced with snarky self-awareness, but not with too heavy a hand.

House of the Dead 2 follows the nouveau classic "zombies pick off the SWAT team one by one" plot. There are plenty of in-jokes for the dedicated zombie flick fan, but my personal favorite scene makes fun of a romantic actioner trope. (Spoilers).

Fairly early in the film, the hero and heroine are trading bon mots, but they can't just get on with it because they're in denial and on the job; the job in this case being a zombie that needs subduing. The zombie goes splat, and they are both decorated with gore, but they never so much as pause with their verbal foreplay. Even though the zombie's blood is close to their mouths, after it's been established that they could get infected by ingesting it. Can't let anything get in the way of a good zinger.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Spring Break Shark Attack - 2005

Someone was bound to make this picture sooner or later. A Spring Break bikini beach setting and a sharks-run-amok plot: they go together like chocolate and peanut butter. Whoever pitched this thing must have been filled with such confidence, they figured, who needs a script?

Which is why the first half of the movie feels like it was spliced together from several different primetime soap pilots that didn't get picked up. Good girl just wants her dad to trust her, check. Date rape drama, check check. Boy from the wrong side of the tracks meets good girl slumming, ding ding ding!

Way too long into the movie's running time, sharks start going berserk from exposure to an environmentalist subplot that comes out of nowhere. This causes them to do things like leap out of the water next to a pier to grab some poor romantic fool, in much the same manner that a dog jumps after a frisbee, with only slightly more gore (damn CGI). Luckily for the characters, the heroine's brother is a marine biologist, and finds some really fake-looking sea turtle shells that somehow prove as warning against the pending sharkocalypse (they look like green boogie boards with cartoon bites taken out of them). Luckily for the viewers, nobody believes him in time to prevent the sharks from finally appearing in the picture.

This film is the antithesis of what it means to be in the hands of competent storytellers; the very definition of a fine trashy movie. Enjoy!

Sunday, March 8, 2009

New SpringWidget

Something Funny


I miss seeing the print publication at the checkout stand, but the website is still with us (and still funny).

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Dolly Dearest - 1992

As Child's Play ripoffs go, this one's nowhere near as terrible as it could have been in the special effects department. The shots of creepy little doll legs running behind furniture work pretty well for building suspense. At least, up until the doll finally attacks someone in a long shot. It's not the puppeteering that brings the suspense to a grinding halt, though. No, it's the actor playing the dad, who braces himself before the doll even raises the scissors to stab him. In my book, telegraphing a stabbing is almost as golden as jumping into the monster's mouth in a low budget creature feature, so there's one point in this movie's favor.

Here's another point: an archaeologist behaving unbecomingly to the profession (a fairly common occurrence in trashy movies, especially when an animate doll is involved). In this case, the scientist has been trying to quash superstitious rumors that his crypt-opening ways will awaken the ghost of a devil child and bring destruction upon the community. So when he finally opens the crypt and finds the skeleton of an infant with both human and goat-like features, what does he do? Would you guess that he:

a) theorizes that the body has been tampered with postmortem to make it look like a devil child, and then carefully takes samples to be analyzed in a lab.

or:

b) immediately abandons every precept of his training to run off and blow up the doll factory.

If you guessed a, congratulations, you possess sound reasoning skills and understand the scientific method. If you guessed b, congratulations to you too, because you understand the goofy logic of trashy movies (also, you are right). To be fair, the tomb's lid blowing off by itself, complete with ghost light, might have been a little difficult to rationalize. Not impossible, though. If Scully could come up with a logical explanation for liver-eating monsters on a weekly basis during The X-Files, surely this dude could have come up with something about phosphorescence and trapped gasses. Just because a devil-possessed doll is on the loose is no reason to start getting sloppy with your methodology.

Speaking of the devil child, though: here's another trashy movie which offers an explanation for events that makes no sense at all (spoilers ahead). The backstory reveals that the devil child was created in the distant past by some evil shamans, and that the shamans fed it children from the village. Okay. What on earth would the shamans want with a devil child? Did they need it to intimidate their people into blind obedience? If that were the case, wouldn't it have been much simpler to have a pit of jaguars to throw people into? Why go to so much trouble creating something that's surely going to cause your messy death someday when you lose control over it (because you know they did)?

It is the paradox of trashy movies that occasionally something profound seems to be lurking just under the surface, like that crazy neighbor who waits to jump out of a trashcan and scare your ass every Halloween.