Rating: **
Starring: Samantha Scully, Bill Moseley, Richard C. Adams
Horror junkies remember Silent Night, Deadly Night (1984) for its mean spirit and the controversy it sparked among concerned mums. They might also remember the movie’s sequel, Silent Night, Deadly Night Part 2 (1987), for its crazy amount of cheese, curveball tone, and the infamous “Garbage Day” meme.
Surviving being gunned down from the previous movie, Ricky is left comatose, his cranium replaced by what looks like a punch bowl with gears (exposing his brain), and now the unwilling participant of an experiment involving clairvoyance, with his homicidal thoughts (aka stock footage from the first movie) being transported into a blind girl named Laura via telepathy as a way of improving her unique skill.
It was one Christmas Eve when Laura decided to take a break from the project and leaves to visit her grandma along with her brother and his girlfriend for the holidays. Unknown to her, Ricky has just woken up and develops a psychic link with Laura, following it as he makes his way to her grandmother’s house while murdering anybody who got in the way.
I guess “peculiar” is the best word to describe You Better Watch Out since although it tried keeping a straight face, the little details and choices definitely made it look more (or rather less) than your average serious slasher flick.
Sadly, as a slasher, You Better Watch Out clunks in ways that it shouldn’t, like the fact that our killer just happen to have an exposed brain protected by a see-through dome that makes him look like a homicidal human version of the cartoon villain Mojo Jojo from the Powerpuff Girls. Seriously, after his descent into the rather cheeky and interesting killer who might have been our next quotable quipper of Part 2, why do this? He spent most of his appearance looking like as if he’s in a trance (which is justifiable) and whenever he murders someone, the film does the unspeakable crime of being tame with the lowest kill count and hardly showing any good murders onscreen.
The only reason why I can’t rate this film any lower is due to all the unintentional laughs I got from how terrible this movie is. I seriously don’t know what were they thinking when they made this; it’s barely Christmassy, the plot is too outlandish, the killer is a joke, and there’s nothing that memorable or shocking about this film apart from existing, and yet, I still got a few kick out of it. Perhaps it’s the weirdness that got me, the simplistic approach, or both, but this fondue tainted franchise entry tried a dry run to bring slashers back to the basics, only tripping down the fail bridge too many times. I learned to appreciate the effort but a fail is a fail, no matter how many whacky tries done to hide it.
Bodycount:
1 male killed offcamera
1 female had her throat cut with a scalpel
1 male killed, method unknown
1 male decapitated offcamera
1 elderly female killed, later found hanged
1 female knifed on the chest offscreen
1 male had his neck crushed with a shotgun
1 male disemboweled with a knife, bled to death
Total: 8
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