I’ve been lazy. I haven’t been writing, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been watching. Black Sheep, not the Chris Farley movie from the 90s, is one of my favorites. It’s like going home to chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes/gravy and creamed corn. It’s all you could ever want, and you leave satisfied. It also gives me hope that amazing horror comedy can still be made.
So it’s no surprise that when I had a group of nonschlockers over wanting to have a good time I pulled this one off the shelf. Why else? Because by the end of the movie 6/7 people spent the whole movie laughing, and the seventh person spent the whole movie hiding behind a pillow squealing with fear from the zombie sheep. Oh, that’s right, zombie sheep.
The movie takes one of the more humanist countries, gives them greedy capitalists, and pits them against the most fearful herbivores to ever munch grass. And if that’s not enough of a plot (at least by schlock standards) it goes everywhere a sheep movie can go, everywhere. And while it goes there, it looks really good. Weta Workshops did the special effects (same company that did Lord of the Rings).
But enough babbling, here’s what it has: zombie sheep, methane gas, golden shear awards, Experience, hippies, International investors, Frau fetish scientist, cattle dog, acupuncture, evil older brothers, and a genetically altered wool sheep’s coat guaranteed to be softer when you grab it from the sides
What it’s missing: anybody you’ll recognize, the Fiords, neighbors, or cows
I’m sure you’ve already seen it, but in case you haven’t…
5/5 Baaaaaas at the moon








