Brains, Blood, Boomsticks, & Broods

“This is poultrygeist where the blood keeps spilling…” and with those words Poultrygeist became one of those instant Schlocknight classics. The visuals are disgustingly absurd, the writing only slight less offensive than a snuff film, and a moral that only Troma could attempt to pass off. Poultrygeist crosses the line so far you can only help but laugh, and laugh, and puke, and laugh some more. (Plot summary here) Truly though you have to have a incredible (or incredibly fucked up) sense of humor. It’s best watched in a group of friends so you make fun of whoever had the nerve to pick it up off the shelf. The bottom line is it’s a low budget, volunteer cast doing a b-grade musical about undead chickens. There is more puke, shit, and green gooey crap than there is blood in Dead Alive. It has everything a B-grade lover can want, but I WARN you… don’t watch this film and then try to get your friends to watch it. You’re way better off being able to say “That’s disgusting! I had no idea this was in here!” (Remember the first time someone had you watch “2 Girls 1 Cup”?)

Yup.

If you’re fortunate enough to get ahold of 3-Disc version the last disc is karaoke sing-along of the songs in the movie. Normally I’m not a huge special features fan, but we’ve spent more than one night singing the theme song to Schlockers who have moved to far away lands. I can’t say I’ve watched this movie a second time. It will happen though, it’s one of those inevitabilities of schlock… Watch out for the CLAMS (Collegiate Lesbians Against Mega-conglomerations)!

“you’ll be eaten alive by zombie chickens toniiiigggghhhtttttt….”

5/5 Drumsticks

Bruce Campbell has a well established seat in the B-Grade hall of fame. His chiseled face defines hero as much as his ability to say boomstick with a straight face. If there was a zombie crisis there’s no one you’d rather turn to except maybe Max Brooks, except Bruce has shown us how to kick ass not just told us. Really in our collective apocalyptic minds there could be nothing better than a couple of fringe teenagers seeking out Bruce to do exactly that in real life. (That’s the premise for the movie). The budget for this movie is there. And if you worship Bruce there’s plenty of inside jokes to keep you going. However if you haven’t seen Evil Dead then back away from My Name is Bruce and add Maniac Cop to your stack while you’re at it. What isn’t in the movie is a horde of zombies (only the monster Guan Di, who has a catchy theme song that will stick in your head) or a chainsaw. FOR THE LOVE OF BRUCE… how do you have a Bruce tribute film (what this truly is) without a freakin’ chainsaw?!?!

We certainly had a good time watching My Name is Bruce. I would have to say though, if I was going to throw it in again I’d probably reach for Army of Darkness, Evil Dead (1 or 2), or even Bubba Ho-Tep first. Maybe Sam Raimi’s return to our side of the fence will bring about another collaborative classic…

2.5/5 smoking boomsticks (If only because our expectations were so high)