Blades is a parody of Steven Spielberg's classic Jaws, with a deadly lawnmower terrorising the staff and customers at the Tall Grass Country Club, where Roy Kent (Robert North) has just started work as the resident pro golfer. After several horribly mutilated bodies are found on the course, Roy teams up with his pretty assistant Kelly Lange (Victoria Scott) and ex-Tall Grass employee Deke Slade to try and prevent the whirling blades from claiming any more lives.
I doubt you need me to tell you this, but this film is very silly; it isn't, however, all that funny. Any attempts at humour fall flatter than the grass on the golf course's immaculate greens. That said, the film isn't totally worthless if you're a fan of Jaws: a lot of fun can be derived from spotting all of the parallels with Spielberg's movie, from a victim's distraught wife slapping Roy in the face, to Roy cutting open the bag of a lawnmower to investigate its contents, to Deke recounting a harrowing story while drunk, to the gimmicky use of a dolly zoom, to Roy dispatching of the killer mower with a well aimed golf stroke.
Blades is also surprisingly well made: there's competent direction from first-timer Thomas R. Rondinella, who uses some creative camera angles and POV shots; the cast give solid performances despite the weak comedy material; and we get a few enjoyable gore effects (Deke losing his legs before being dragged away by the mower is great). While I didn't love Blades - I had hoped to find it funnier - I was still entertained enough to wish that the intended sequel, Hedges (as revealed in a post-credits scene), had come to fruition.
I doubt you need me to tell you this, but this film is very silly; it isn't, however, all that funny. Any attempts at humour fall flatter than the grass on the golf course's immaculate greens. That said, the film isn't totally worthless if you're a fan of Jaws: a lot of fun can be derived from spotting all of the parallels with Spielberg's movie, from a victim's distraught wife slapping Roy in the face, to Roy cutting open the bag of a lawnmower to investigate its contents, to Deke recounting a harrowing story while drunk, to the gimmicky use of a dolly zoom, to Roy dispatching of the killer mower with a well aimed golf stroke.
Blades is also surprisingly well made: there's competent direction from first-timer Thomas R. Rondinella, who uses some creative camera angles and POV shots; the cast give solid performances despite the weak comedy material; and we get a few enjoyable gore effects (Deke losing his legs before being dragged away by the mower is great). While I didn't love Blades - I had hoped to find it funnier - I was still entertained enough to wish that the intended sequel, Hedges (as revealed in a post-credits scene), had come to fruition.