Humor: 2
Blood: 2
Nudity: 1 set of cha-chas
Minutes FF’ed thru: 0
Overall rating: 2.5, even though Smokeskrene would say there are no half stars :)
Memorable quotes:
The gas attendant: “Artie ain’t no miracle man, Artie ain’t no homo neither, so don’t be askin for none of that shit.”
The sheriff: “And I can’t afford to have no tragedies on my hands, don’t look good for me now do it?”
Four college students are on their way to Miami, and the typical storyline ensues: Hey, let’s take the scenic route to avoid the crowded highway. Damn, where are we? Somewhere between here and bum fuck Egypt. Hey, pull over, I gotta take a piss. Shit, we’re low on gas, let’s find a station. There ain’t no gas here, maybe tomorrow. Hey, let’s take refuge in this abandoned house for the night. The wrath of Plasterhead then commences.
Once again, to be movie-PC, or is that EEOC?, we have the token brutha represented, and he gets the worst dialog to go with his stinky acting. His demise is met by the sheriff’s bullet.
Okay, onto the back story.
While passing through town, Ray Williams, later known as Plasterhead, gets his ass kicked beyond all recognition by some drunks who don’t like colored folk. After his recovery, Ray returns, clad in a paper-mache mask (to cover his hideous face), and begins killing the towns people.
Audra is the first to go, then the cook and waitress from the local diner.
Steve is grabbed and drug through a window Jason Voorhees style. He’s then busted on the nugget (head) with a rubber mallet, and chained around the neck with a burlap sack over his head.
The only one left standing is Maggie, who fakes her death, and as PH tries to ensure his work is complete, she stabs him in the eye and flees. While getting away in the police car, she ends up hitting someone in the road, but stops for only a moment then continues on. Little did she know, it was Steve, who had managed to break free and was fleeing from the scene too.
This isn’t the worst amateur movie I’ve seen, but definitely not the best either. What plagues most b-horror, is the lack of originality, and continually rehashing ideas that have been done many, many times before (and usually better). The acting and dialog were pretty bad. Not campy bad, but badly written bad. It is worth a view for the b-horror fan, but don’t expect anything memorable or unique.
Plasterhead
by K-Fleet
2 comments:
Yeah, half stars are fangoria's way out so they don't have to make up their minds. Everything they review is 2.5
I had to throw the half on this one because it made me laugh, thus leaning toward a 3, but wasn't bad enough for a 2. Sadly, the best thing was the crappy dialog and one boob scene.
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