I would make a drinking game out of trying to guess which floating blue globs are intentional, but I'm not willing to watch the movie enough times to determine for sure which is which. This is especially annoying considering the movie's liberal use of crappy "blue globs of color" special effects. The quality hovered around sub-YouTube levels and was riddled with fascinating video-compression errors, such as blue globs of color floating around inside of people's shirts. Popping the disc into my progressive-scan, upscaling DVD player yielded no surprises. I'm surprised they bothered with a label on the disc "KilDozar" written in semi-legible sharpy seems more appropriate. The movie comes on a partially full, single layer, purple DVD-R in a case with a poorly printed sheet of paper hastily shoved into the cover. The movie's packaging was not encouraging.Īpparently, today's video bootleggers can't afford color printers or proper disc duplication.
Disgusted, he handed it to me as a "Christmas Present" and lapsed into his new lunacy: an iPhone. There were plenty of available copies, but they were all "too expensive for a stupid movie." (Madness cannot overcome cheapness, apparently.) Eventually, he found a copy at a reasonable price and watched it. He spent weeks perusing eBay for bootleg copies, forgoing food, water, and human contact. The pure unadulterated awesomeness of its title and premise overwhelmed his system and infected him with a strange sort of madness. I finally got around to seeing the film after casually mentioning it to a co-worker. The classy exclamation point doesn't hurt, either.
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One such disappointment is the inaugural winner for my "Best Title for the Worst Movie" award: Killdozer! A microbudget '70s TV movie, and the least distinguished member of the 'Killer Inanimate Objects' subgenre (itself subdivided into mobile and immobile killer objects), Killdozer! is almost exclusively remembered for its sweet title and self-explanatory premise. To this day I spend occasional sleepless nights mulling over half-remembered synopses of cool sounding movies that will undoubtably disappoint if ever tracked down. I quickly became familiar with the basic premises of a great number of obscure films, though I often cannot remember the titles. Importantly, it was the first time I learned that a movie existed where the hero is forced to chop off his own hand and replace it with a chainsaw in order to fight demons. One tome in particular, a horror movie encyclopedia of some sort, was incredibly influential on my pre-teen gray matter.
My dreams of watching Return of the Living Dead 2 or House shattered, I turned to the public library, where I settled for reading Lovecraft and non-fiction books about horror. (A few years later I discovered that this "parental lock" did not apply to unrated films, but that is an entirely different story.)
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Many years ago, when I was a fresh faced child with a full mop of unkempt hair, my parent's account at the local video store was set up so that my sister and I were unable to rent R-rated movies.
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