I like movies that are aware of what they are selling... without [any] greater aspirations than to make people laugh and that's it.
... View MoreIn truth, there is barely enough story here to make a film.
... View MoreWhen a movie has you begging for it to end not even half way through it's pure crap. We've all seen this movie and this characters millions of times, nothing new in it. Don't waste your time.
... View MoreThe film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.
... View MoreBrutish PCP addled crack dealer Baking Soda (essayed with ferocious gusto by burly behemoth Howard Calvert) joins forces with his goofy gay partner G.E.D. (a delightfully zany portrayal by Jamelle Kent) and fish-like extraterrestrial buddy Kreech (Danny McCarty, who speaks in gibberish and sports a hokey Creature from the Black Lagoon rubber mask) to declare war on evil alien white guys who are selling a lethal form of space rock that transforms addicts into zombies. Writer/director Tom Martino totally let's it all hang out something nutty with a blithely lowbrow sense of puerile humor that gleefully eschews subtlety, proper decorum, and political correctness in the best, most joyfully offensive, and hence often uproarious manner possible: Besides hysterically rude'n'crude jokes about such things as puking, pooping, and masturbation, we also get a delirious array of broadly drawn oddball racial stereotype characters that poke merry kooky fun at everything from Jews to Muslims to Mexicans. Granted, said humor tends to be extremely dumb, crass, and tasteless, but it's still incredibly sidesplitting just the same because of its giddy go-for-broke gonzo brashness and vulgarity. Moreover, Martino displays an inspired feel for the absurd and surreal throughout, with oodles of outrageously over-the-top cartoonish gore, ridiculous action set pieces, occasional use of puppets, a few cheesy video game-style visuals, and one doozy of a surprise twist ending. An absolute wacky hoot.
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