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This is easily, by far one of my favorite films of all time. Now, it's not for the same reasons that you'll find Bridge on the River Kwai, 2001, Rebecca, North by Northwest, The Shawshank Redemption or countless other amazing films on my list.
No, BTVotD is something unlike anything else. Is it horendously acted, over-the-top, rediculous, gratuitious, silly, disgusting, and titilating all at the same time? You betcha. Does it feature just about as many film genres as you can cross-pollinate into one film. It sure does. It's a melodrama, a musical, a comedy, a drug-hippie movie, a soft-core porn flick, a horror movie, a soap opera all wrapped into one.
The script, by Ebert is one-of-a-kind filled with classic lines that induce laughter on a level most films can't even attain. The characters are charicatures, very deliberately. Only the most gratuituosly large breasted women could inhabit these roles. I am still aghast at how characters like Z-man, Randy (the boxer who always has his shirt off), Porter Hall (whose dialogue was sampled by the band Sublime), and Emerson made it to the screen. They are all so 1-dimensional and so 3-dimensional at the same time.
When the film descends into camp, soap opera and then absurb psychedelic and gothic horror it reveals itself as a brilliant pastiche. One that may not be here to be understood but certainly one to appreciate for it's very existence.
The only problem? It's not yet on DVD. And that is a tragedy.
Repost from Movie Whores:
This is easily, by far one of my favorite films of all time. Now, it's not for the same reasons that you'll find Bridge on the River Kwai, 2001, Rebecca, North by Northwest, The Shawshank Redemption or countless other amazing films on my list.
No, BTVotD is something unlike anything else. Is it horendously acted, over-the-top, rediculous, gratuitious, silly, disgusting, and titilating all at the same time? You betcha. Does it feature just about as many film genres as you can cross-pollinate into one film. It sure does. It's a melodrama, a musical, a comedy, a drug-hippie movie, a soft-core porn flick, a horror movie, a soap opera all wrapped into one.
The script, by Ebert is one-of-a-kind filled with classic lines that induce laughter on a level most films can't even attain. The characters are charicatures, very deliberately. Only the most gratuituosly large breasted women could inhabit these roles. I am still aghast at how characters like Z-man, Randy (the boxer who always has his shirt off), Porter Hall (whose dialogue was sampled by the band Sublime), and Emerson made it to the screen. They are all so 1-dimensional and so 3-dimensional at the same time.
When the film descends into camp, soap opera and then absurb psychedelic and gothic horror it reveals itself as a brilliant pastiche. One that may not be here to be understood but certainly one to appreciate for it's very existence.
The only problem? It's not yet on DVD. And that is a tragedy.
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