"The Legend of Blood Fart lake is...well...legendary! When a group of college kids head off to their friend's cabin for a little high octane sex weekend they will get more than they bargained for in the form of the evil Scarecrow killer, Jimmy Van Brunt! Seems like no body is safe at spooky cabins in the woods by the lake these days."
I really don't understand the appeal of these kind of micro-budget movies, and it's not because I'm a square, or that I don't get the joke, or that I'm an elitist prick who needs everything to be all perfect and shiny to appreciate it. *For the record, I am an elitist prick, but that's neither here nor there.
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| Why? |
I get that there's a market for this type of poorly-made movie, but good lord even
Troma movies have a certain level of quality about them.
A few points about this movie:
- Yes, this movie actually exists.
- This movie may have the worst title in Motion Picture history.
- It's utterly horrible and unwatchable. Painfully so.
- The "comedy" in this movie is about as funny as watching a bunch on Kindergartners get mauled to death by puppies, and then watching the puppies be set on fire.
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| Why?!? |
The friends and family of everyone involved in making this movie probably got a kick out of it, but I really don't see how the average person would even be able to make it through 10 minutes before shutting it off in disgust.
Not even the sexy,
Scream Queen talents of
Nicola Fiore were enough to save this piece of shit.
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