Good story, Not enough for a whole film

Tells a fascinating and unsettling true story, and does so well, without pretending to have all the answers.

It's a good bad... and worth a popcorn matinée. While it's easy to lament what could have been...

The plot isn't so bad, but the pace of storytelling is too slow which makes people bored. Certain moments are so obvious and unnecessary for the main plot. I would've fast-forwarded those moments if it was an online streaming. The ending looks like implying a sequel, not sure if this movie will get one

"Take this camel jockey out back—and hose her down!" "That chicken has declared jihad on us all!"...and so on.All Hollywood ever gives us are boobs, muscles, aggression and explosions: nothing subtle. Ever. So, the exploitation genre figures, why patronize us with a hackneyed plot? Enter Poultrygeist, a subversive film where we're given sex and violence on a pornographic scale. It's a wonderful addition to the splatstick genre, equal parts satire and horror. It's funny, highly quotable, and worth your time. Gross? Sure, if you think obvious cranberry juice as blood is gross. Offensive? I guess, but it's a movie where chickens replace zombies. If you find this film offensive, then you're most likely a PC fool.I only have three gripes with Poultrygeist. First, there are way too many musical numbers. Songs in comedies never work. All they do is reiterate the plot up until that point, rephrasing already said dialogue, while adding nothing new. Plus they're never funny. Songs slow the momentum of comedies completely, by forcing you to sit patiently and wait for the plot to pick back up just for the sake of squeezing a limerick or pun in with a rhyme now and then.Second, Poultrygeist feels overlong at 103 minutes (90 may even be too long) but on repeated viewings the extra run time may be welcome. I don't often rewatch comedies (who likes hearing the same joke twice?) but Poultrygeist exists in its own special little vacuum and its cult quality is evident. That said, I found the movie kind of dragging towards the end the first time I watched it, and in a single viewing the extra run time hurts the overall shock and awe of the film.Third is not so much a problem with Poultrygeist itself, but rather the attitude (or philosophy) behind its studio, Troma Movies. I watched this entire film on Troma Movie's official youtube site (handy tip: type NSFW ahead of youtube in the URL to bypass the annoying sign-in age filter) and I noticed that the tagline for Troma Movies is "40 years of disrupting media." I just want to point out that Poultrygeist isn't truly "disruptive" media. Lloyd Kaufman is no rebel and and neither are you for watching this film. Anyway, these are minor gripes through and through. Hey: thumbs up just for the Irish priest complaining about the severed member in his sloppy joe and the depiction of the character "Hummus.""Like the dip!"

Troma has become self-aware in its flagrant appeal to the "so bad its good" crowd. That concept can be hilariously funny, but only when played straight. Movies like "Troll 2" are entertaining because the director had a serious horror flick in mind, but lacked the budget or (more often) talent to execute his vision."Poultrygeist" pretends to be a schlocky, Z-grade flick, but it actually comes full circle and remains awful. The jokes are intended to be low-brow and the effects are an intentional nudge to low-budget horror. This is a bit like the woman from the "Where's the beef?" commercials of the 1980s. It was initially funny, but once the gag has been played over-and-over, ad nauseum, it becomes pathetic. It makes you wonder if they have anything beyond their one-dimensional schtick.This movie is utter garbage and doesn't entertain on any level. If you laughed, you're probably already a fan of Troma. I can't imagine this appealing to anyone beyond fanboys.

This film was a complete waste of my life. It wasn't even so bad that it was good, it was worse than that. If you want a terrible movie that entertains then you've got to be looking at Megashark Vs Giant Octopus - this will provide all the low-budget thrills you need without wanting to throw up in seconds. Particular low-lights include a man's testicles being deep fried, the singing set pieces and the use of a broomstick as a penis. Oh, and let's not forget the exploding feces guy - that sucked too. This film had no redeeming features; even the lesbians looked like washed out crack junkies barely on the road to recovery. In fact, I watched this film in Canada and somehow this made Canada seem a little seedier and darker than it had before. No more Tim Horton's for me. I hate this film.

Director Lloyd Kaufman returns with another no-holds-barred gore-fest, completely tongue-in-cheek, with plenty of offensive jokes and gags to ridicule nearly every kind of religion and race. Wherever you stand, this film likely pokes fun at you. Parts musical(!)with characters bursting into song at certain points during the plot(..or what plot there is). A chicken restaurant is built on an ancient Indian burial ground, but this is used merely as an excuse to enact some of the most sickening acts of violence you could ever hope for, even seeing humans transforming into sadistic cannibalistic beaked birds. The film centers around nerd Arbie(Jason Yachanin)who is irate at his girlfriend's new position as both a lesbian and vegetarian, whose latest lay is an activist against that chicken restaurant on the burial ground. Arbie takes a job at the place in revenge, but agonizes over her leaving him for another, the choice being a woman even infuriates him more. Wendy doesn't know her lover's true motivations, which have a lot to do with the franchise their protesting. The chicken become "infected" by eggs carrying "evil spirits"(..more like a type of green goo, often seen in Troma films)and when customers eat the food they hideously deform into birds with an appetite for human flesh. We are privy to the siege on the restaurant, Arbie's fellow co-workers falling prey to the infection, and his attempts to protect Wendy as zombie chicken humans attempt to rip apart anyone human.As always, Kaufman finds every kind of way to shock and disgust, through grotesque gore-murders and parodying political and religious people in equal measure. I think his main target are both vegetarians and meat-eaters, many often killed in hideous methods imaginable. As you'd expect, the cast know what kind of movie they're in and perform in that fashion. Kate Graham goes all out as Arbie's love, Wendy, but, to me, Allyson Sereboff was frighteningly skinny as her lesbian lover Micki. Robin Watkins, as corrupt businessman General Lee Roy, grins wide and sends up the hick image with gusto, wearing white and deceiving his customers, knowing that his product has been corrupted by something poisonous and dangerous to humans. There's an orgy of violence and sex in one lengthy sequence where the customers who ate *polluted* chicken either turn into bird-zombies or those human casualties who are torn into for consumption. Kaufman has lots of grotesque mutations springing from the human bodies reaction to turning into birds. There were times where I thought I was gonna hurl. One victim sprouts "egg-breasts" hatching chicks! A person's face is pulled off. A broom is stabbed completely through a bird-zombie's crotch. A victim is pushed into a slicer with blood and flesh(..and a leg)spraying all over the restaurant kitchen. A victim's face is forced into a slicer. I could go on and on. Zombie fans craving flesh eating will be satisfied. In other words, if you are a gorehound, then this flick will give you plenty to cheer about. I could do without the musical numbers and many of the jokes and gags fall flat, but it often made me cringe, and I did find the overall film amusing. Jihad or Catholic Priest, gay or straight, black or white, everyone is skewered, Troma fans should be in heaven. Kaufman has a funny supporting part as Arbie in a few decades, reminding him that this is not the career one should strive for. To describe the film's tastelessness, an employee at the restaurant, screws a dead chicken, before it was to be prepared for cooking, with it possessed and growing into a monster on his crotch!