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Eric Seaver (Michael Kallio;
Young Eric - Matthew Fennelly) has grown up with an abusive
stepfather, Barry (Gunnar Hansen (II)), and a mother who has
been trapped in the relationship, Linda (June Munger). Eventually
Eric grows up and falls in love with a girl, Jamie (Tracee Newberry).
Eric transcribes autopsy reports for his day job and moonlights
as a screenwriter.
Harboring nightmares from his childhood, when Barry
calls to inform Eric that Linda has died from a heartache,
Eric reluctantly agrees to go to the funeral, but has not
gotten over the pain his stepfather has caused him. Spurred
on by his demonic angel, Jack (Michael Robert Brandon), and
despite the attempts of his good angel, Michael (Jeffery Steiger),
Eric proceeds to bludgeon his stepfather once everyone else
has gone home. He then carries him into the woods and proceeds
to bury him alive.
Having crossed over into the realm of the wicked,
Eric finds himself possessed by his demonic angel and wanting
to kill again, and again, and again... So, of course, he does.
But once Jamie starts detecting something wrong with him and
he tries to strangle her, she kicks him out, seeking refuge
with her best friend, Sarah Usher (Lisa Jesswein), whose husband
happens to be Eric's best friend, Glenn Usher (Tim Lovelace),
and a detective on the police force (which is rather convenient
considering the low budget).
Once bodies start piling up, Glenn and Sarah realize
who is doing the killing and come after Eric, but not before
he is able to kill Sarah and a few other people. Eventually
Eric works his way back to Jamie, but finds that he does not
have it in him to kill her. Having previously told her that
he loved her enough to die for her, he kills himself instead.
This is an independent film that was made for around
$350,000. Nevertheless, a low budget is no excuse for an incredibly
stupid story and gawdawful acting. Robert Rodriguez did better
with $7,000.00 (see El Mariachi).
As for the story, it is utterly unconvincing. First
of all, Barry, Eric's stepfather, has gotten on the wagon
- no more alcohol actually translates into being a nice guy.
But that doesn't stop Barry from just snapping on the day
of his mother's funeral. As for his motivation for killing
the rest of the women, he somehow gets it in his head that
it is his job to kill them because they are suffering at the
hands of their husbands, or something like that, but this
only seems to hold true for one more of the victims, a girl
he meets in a bar whose boyfriend is abusive. His motivation
for killing people just seems to grow and doesn't make any
sense. As for his relationship with his angels, the good one
and the bad, it was completely undeveloped and never really
made much sense.
What about the acting? Just like Michael Kallio,
I spent the majority of the time pulling my hair out. As a
matter of fact, I'm pretty sure the only thing Michael Kallio's
character did other than stab people was put his hands in
his hair, cover his face, and pull. That was how expressed
sadness, fear, anger, frustration; I'm surprised that isn't
how he laughed. He also seemed to be obsessed with his hair,
as though it added some element to his character. In actuality,
I liked Jack the Demon better (he had no hair) because I could
see his face and it had expressions on it - Michael Kallio's
sure didn't. The only actor who was even remotely decent in
this film was Tim Lovelace, who played the cop. He wasn't
great and he probably wasn't even really acting, but he seemed
like a cop, so it worked. As for Tracee Newberry, she seemed
to know her lines well, but her presentation was pathetic
and, well, all she had to work with was Michael Kallio. Maybe
with time she would get better, but she'd also need someone
that could actually use her talents to good effect. Gunnar
Hansen wasn't horrible, but neither was he great. It was actually
kind of sad to see someone of his reputed fame in a film this
bad. Oh well, no one will probably ever see it, so it shouldn't
matter.
What about the special effects? The blood and gore
weren't actually too bad, for the most part. There was the
final scene where Eric had half of his face melted with steamed
vegetables (ha, ha, yeah right!), which only made me laugh
considering steamed vegetables might make his face a little
red, but wouldn't hideously distort and melt it.
Overall, this is a top-notch horrible movie (not
horror movie, horrible movie). The story is terrible. The
acting is terrible. It's not worth your time, your money,
or even reading this review. Do not watch this movie. I repeat,
do not watch this movie.
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