In case you were worried that a movie called "Microwave Massacre" might take itself too seriously, the filmmakers set the tone very early on: a woman is walking aimlessly through a construction site, being ogled by the miscreant men around her. She happens upon a plank of wood with some holes cut out about chest high. Inexplicably, with zero attempt to explain her reasoning, she puts her bare breasts through the holes, enticing one of the creeps to come over and attempt to give her a honkin', only to have his efforts rebuffed.
This is stupid. Incredibly stupid. And exploitative. But also deftly goofy. At no point does this film evince the slightest bit of mean spiritness. From start to finish it is an incredibly joyful affair.
The film stars Jackie Vernon, an old timey stand up comedian whom those of us born after 1945 or so will most likely remember only as the voice of Frosty the Snowman. Vernon was a rotund man with a kind face who was known for his gentle, deadpan delivery. This makes him, by far, the least scary psycho killer in the history of slasher films.
Now, no one is going to claim this is a tightly constructive film, and it falls far short of the upper echelon of 70's horror pictures. But it's still very enjoyable. Most of the jokes land. The premise is just absurd enough to keep you engaged. And, unlike most low-budget horror comedies, at no point does script become unfollowable. It seems professional in spite of its cheapness. The cast and crew all seem like they were having a wonderful time making it.
I don't have anything intelligent or especially insightful to say about Microwave Massacre other than that it's a very enjoyable film. Anyone who doesn't take themselves or their movies too seriously should check it out.
This is stupid. Incredibly stupid. And exploitative. But also deftly goofy. At no point does this film evince the slightest bit of mean spiritness. From start to finish it is an incredibly joyful affair.
The film stars Jackie Vernon, an old timey stand up comedian whom those of us born after 1945 or so will most likely remember only as the voice of Frosty the Snowman. Vernon was a rotund man with a kind face who was known for his gentle, deadpan delivery. This makes him, by far, the least scary psycho killer in the history of slasher films.
Now, no one is going to claim this is a tightly constructive film, and it falls far short of the upper echelon of 70's horror pictures. But it's still very enjoyable. Most of the jokes land. The premise is just absurd enough to keep you engaged. And, unlike most low-budget horror comedies, at no point does script become unfollowable. It seems professional in spite of its cheapness. The cast and crew all seem like they were having a wonderful time making it.
I don't have anything intelligent or especially insightful to say about Microwave Massacre other than that it's a very enjoyable film. Anyone who doesn't take themselves or their movies too seriously should check it out.