I’m guessing that this is one of those movies with pretensions of using all its violence as a way to question who really are the criminals: the two slugs that torture the rich people in the house, or the rich people who cheat at poker and make fun of the way this retarded guy dances.
And if you had any doubts as to what you’re in for, the opening scene is one where Alex (David Hess) cuts off another vehicle in New York City, gets into the car with the woman driver, then rapes and strangles her.
Alex has a best pal that he hangs out with at the parking garage apartment he has. His name is Ricky he is mildly retarded. Naturally, I was looking forward to this, since as we all know, retards are both funny and a window to our soul.
I was counting on a lot of drooling, slurred speech, and spastic movements from Ricky. I was disappointed to say the least, when Ricky turned out just to be kind of dumb, instead outright mentally challenged. I suppose a case could made for his retardation since his best friend was a swinging maniac that lived in a parking garage and who dressed in a yellow vest and pants.
Alex and his not-retarded-enough pal are getting ready for a big Saturday night of clubbing when two rich folks roll up into their parking garage bachelor pad, saying they are experiencing car trouble.
This was a bit confusing since the previous scene showed them just driving in the city and seeing the parking garage and deciding to pull into it for apparently no reason. This would all allegedly make sense at the very end of the movie when a surprise twist was unveiled the revealed more plot holes than anything else.
These two rich people say that they need their car fixed. I’m thinking that maybe this is actually a repair garage and not a parking garage now, but that still doesn’t explain why Alex lives there.
Ricky is more than happy to look at it, though Alex is pissed because he wants to get out and boogie. Ricky fixes the car and the rich folks invite him and Alex to this way cool party they’re having down at that house on the edge of the park. Alex deliberates over which knife he’ll take along, decides on a classic straight razor and he and Ricky hop in the car and head off to the party.
There’s two guys and three girls and it isn’t long before Alex tries to work some of his “magic” on one of the rich skanks there. This consists of him trying to stick his hands all over her and following her upstairs while she takes a shower.
Ricky, likewise is finding success as the retard everyone likes to have fun with, when he starts getting down on the dance floor with one of the ladies in the house.
Then he is encouraged (though not by any of us in the audience) to do a strip tease and before he can finish, Alex steps in and tells him to cut it out and that they’re just making fun of him. Well, sure! Why else would you invite a retard to your party?
With Alex thankfully putting a halt to the strip tease, Ricky gets himself into more trouble when he agrees to play poker with the rich jerks. He keeps losing and soon Alex shows up and starts bankrolling him, sure that all he needs is a stake to get himself back on track.
Well, Ricky keeps losing and Alex becomes enraged that these people are cheating his buddy. Uh, Alex, did it ever occur to you that Ricky is maybe not the best poker player around?
A brawl ensues and Alex punks all these rich dopes and then the fun really begins. He beats up one of them, pummeling him senseless and dumping him in the pool, then Alex urinates on him while he’s trying to get out of the pool.
This is of course symbolic as a baptism for the rich guy into a world where physical might, not social position matter. It is also symbolic of a world where Alex has had too much beer and a predictably weak bladder.
The remainder of the movie isn’t quite nearly as grueling as director Ruggero Deodato (Cannibal Holocuast, Jungle Holocaust) undoubtedly hoped it would be. Who cares if these rich jerks get tormented, cut, beat down, and felt up? They weren’t sympathetic in the least, even though they never really did anything wrong.
The way this movie played out, you had to wonder whether David Hess wasn’t making suggestions to Deodato about things, since a lot of the movie involved scenes of Hess overplaying the frizzy-haired scuzz. When you are this ugly and uninteresting (How long are you going to cuss and wave your razor around? Either use it or just shut up!), the less screen time you get, the more effective you are.
Alex’s fate is really the only thing worth mentioning and the only thing you’ll remember from that is that when he screams, he opens his mouth so wide you can see all his fillings. This is a movie as unattractive as the lead actor and its lack of imagination, lack of gore, lack of suspense, and lack of reason won’t satisfy anyone. Not even stripping retards who can’t dance.
© 2009 MonsterHunter
