Flippin' 'eck Benny, as they used to say on legendary UK school drama GRANGE HILL. I'd long heard rumours about the sheer "what the eff" -ness of this late 80s shclockfest, starring "Reganing champion" [grrrroannnn] of trash Linda Blair and the ever-wonderful Tab "Reproduction" Hunter, but it wasn't until I watched it a month or two ago that I realised people hadn't been stringing me along: no, it really WAS and IS that bonkers. Unbelievably so.
However, as I still can't decide whether I think it's utterly brilliant or completely abysmal [a bit like that 'Ren' bloke, come to think of it] I'm going to hand over once more to my regular film-viewing buddy Emma "Good Beer Guide" Haines, who - being the mother of three kids AND the full time editor of a magazine-cum-yearbook - is forced by circumstance to channel her evaluations into far less loquacious verbal capsules than mine own. Go Em:
"The Honrons were back on tonight... we watch 'em so you don't have to!! [NB: that's the name of our fortnightly online film club and our catchphrase] Sorry, but Linda Blair was definitely better when tiddling on the landing, giving her neck a 180 work out and jetting pea soup at unsuspecting priests. She's insipid and pretty pointless in this tonally odd home invasion flick where a gang of punkers led by a Zed-alike shouty tosser terrorise her and her family in their country abode: on the upside however, It does feature a man with what looks like a testicle on his face [no, not Ben Affleck] and one of the weirdest endings I may have ever seen, so there is that in its favour. Utterly unfathomable- although it did admittedly give rise to the invention of a brand new term in the shape of 'snowstroke', coined when my viewing partner had a senior moment and briefly forgot the word 'hypothermia' So worth it for that, at least."
In my estimation, a pretty bang-on assessment from me old pal there. What say you lot?
However, as I still can't decide whether I think it's utterly brilliant or completely abysmal [a bit like that 'Ren' bloke, come to think of it] I'm going to hand over once more to my regular film-viewing buddy Emma "Good Beer Guide" Haines, who - being the mother of three kids AND the full time editor of a magazine-cum-yearbook - is forced by circumstance to channel her evaluations into far less loquacious verbal capsules than mine own. Go Em:
"The Honrons were back on tonight... we watch 'em so you don't have to!! [NB: that's the name of our fortnightly online film club and our catchphrase] Sorry, but Linda Blair was definitely better when tiddling on the landing, giving her neck a 180 work out and jetting pea soup at unsuspecting priests. She's insipid and pretty pointless in this tonally odd home invasion flick where a gang of punkers led by a Zed-alike shouty tosser terrorise her and her family in their country abode: on the upside however, It does feature a man with what looks like a testicle on his face [no, not Ben Affleck] and one of the weirdest endings I may have ever seen, so there is that in its favour. Utterly unfathomable- although it did admittedly give rise to the invention of a brand new term in the shape of 'snowstroke', coined when my viewing partner had a senior moment and briefly forgot the word 'hypothermia' So worth it for that, at least."
In my estimation, a pretty bang-on assessment from me old pal there. What say you lot?
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