Jack Frost
Aug 8, 2008 1:05:07 GMT -8
Post by Lucian on Aug 8, 2008 1:05:07 GMT -8
One of the few films in recent memory that qualifies for a "so bad it's funny" recommendations. In an apparent—and utterly failed—attempt to start a new franchise modeled perhaps after the "Child's Play" series, somebody came up with the idea of movie about a snowman that makes wisecracks and kills people.
After crashing into a truck carrying genetic material, a serial killer (Macdonald) being transported via police van (!) is nearly killed. His genetic materials melds with some of the snow turning him into a walking, talking, homicidal snow man! He quickly continues his killing spree, beheading a local bully with the blade from a sleigh and, in one particularly idiotic scene, mashing a woman's face in a pile of Christmas ornaments.
The effects are unbelievably laughable, particularly the pathetic snow-man costume. Unfortunately, for the schmucks like me who rented it because the cover showed a naked woman in a bathroom being molested by snow-man Jack, there's no nudity—although a woman is killed when the snowman suddenly pops out of her tub (don't ask me how the hell he got in there).
This film is getting good word of mouth on the Internet as the celluloid joke of the century, but I don't understand the appeal. There are better bad movies than this, although this one is infinitely funnier than all of the films in the boring "Leprechaun" series. Director Cooney would go on to write the hit horror flick "Identity."
After crashing into a truck carrying genetic material, a serial killer (Macdonald) being transported via police van (!) is nearly killed. His genetic materials melds with some of the snow turning him into a walking, talking, homicidal snow man! He quickly continues his killing spree, beheading a local bully with the blade from a sleigh and, in one particularly idiotic scene, mashing a woman's face in a pile of Christmas ornaments.
The effects are unbelievably laughable, particularly the pathetic snow-man costume. Unfortunately, for the schmucks like me who rented it because the cover showed a naked woman in a bathroom being molested by snow-man Jack, there's no nudity—although a woman is killed when the snowman suddenly pops out of her tub (don't ask me how the hell he got in there).
This film is getting good word of mouth on the Internet as the celluloid joke of the century, but I don't understand the appeal. There are better bad movies than this, although this one is infinitely funnier than all of the films in the boring "Leprechaun" series. Director Cooney would go on to write the hit horror flick "Identity."
I think you'll like it
