(aka That's What I'm Sayin'!)
Release Date: Available on VOD now; in Theaters on May 11th.
Written and Directed by: Bobcat Goldthwait.
Starring: Joel Murray and Tara Lynne Barr.
Celebutards, the rude, the insensitive, the vapid, the vain, people who give high fives, Twihards, hipsters, hippies, adult women who call their tits "the girls", people who talk during movies, guys that say bro, people that misuse the word "literally", and Diablo Cody...
Those people needs to die and this movie is trying to kill them!
49 year old Frank just lost his job, has a brain tumor, a clueless ex-wife, and a monster of a daughter. To add insult to injury, there's nothing on TV besides awful reality garbage and infomercials aimed at the weak minded, and so he's finally pushed to the point of blowing his own brains out. Given the current state of American Pop Culture, often times seems like a great plan.
Hey man, nice shot. |
She mad. |
They should have gone after The Bachelor first. |
You could argue that Bobcat Goldthwait made this movies to push his own beliefs and agenda on us, and maybe he did, but it's long past time that someone said what he has here, and in exactly this loud, bold, and shocking fashion. Do people deserve to die for the reasons offered by the films characters? No. The fantasy of silencing said morons is a fun one to watch though. Sickly fun.
What really makes this film great, aside from the idea itself and the sharp script, are its actors. Joel Murray, they youngest of the his arguably "more famous" brothers (Bill, Brian Doyle), is great as the disillusioned and fed up Frank. We've been a fan of his since we first saw him on AMC's Mad Men, and it's nice to see him killing it in a lead role. The same goes for Tara Lynne Barr; the kiddie show cutie pulls a nice turn as a bad girl who loves killing the feeble minded. She's going to have a hell of a career. They were fun to watch.
Trouble makers. |
Modern pop culture in America is nothing more than a superficial and shallow mess of hate, fear, avarice, and ignorance, and the public eats it up as fast as the creators can churn it out. Gone are the days when people followed celebrities for their music or movie contributions, or admired them for their talent or what they had to offer the world artistically. Now, society has become obsessed with knowing how much cocaine Lindsay Lohan did at Club Super Whore, or who Kim Kardashian is making piss videos with this week. As over the top as the movie is, it's definitely grounded in reality to a certain point, and that is indeed bad.
There's plenty of blood and gun shot wounds to go around in this one. We also get a stabbing and some other violence, but the coup de grace has to be the exploding baby. Seriously, who knew babies had so much blood in them?
Baby made a mess. |
America is full of sheep; annoying, debased sheep. Also, Bobcat Goldthwait is a pretty good director. Who knew?
Never call a pissed off girl with a gun, a bitch. Not ever. |
She may only be 18 years old and a Disney actress to boot, but Tara Lynne Barr is cute and sassy enough to make us take notice. Innocent notice; not dirty notice like we usually take, because man, she's just too young to creep on... Then again she likes killing and did try to have sex with Freddie Rumsen, so who are we to say.
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