Culturally F'd enters The Bone Zone
Our new Vulturally F'd host Rattles has a unique appetite. He eats terrible movies, looking for that juicy, so-bad-it's-good fermentation of cheesy old cinema. The lair he calls home is the Bone Zone, a hollowed-out corpse of a once mighty beast, nesting in an old video rental store.
With nothing but an old TV to keep him company, he shares his favourite meals with you, and warns you to steer clear of certain buffet items strewn about the floor of his cave. In proper Culturally F'd fashion, all the films Rattles will be reviewing feature anthropomorphic characters at their core. (Show trailer)
Our main course is Thankskilling, followed by Thankskilling 3. Originally a student project, these films are the right kind of cheese to top off your holiday feast. Thankskilling 3, the only sequel in the series, is a huge leap in quality from its student origins. There's a massive cast of puppets and a double serving of Ken Burns-esque montages. Just dumb enough to be fun, and self-aware enough not to spoil the experience. Although on the surface it appears as questionable as a casserole of unknown provenance, once you dig in, it's a surprisingly savory experience.
Finally after dessert, there's still one more for the bone-pile, something fit only for picking your teeth with. Poultrygeist is a Troma production from 2006 that's aged about as well as a Canadian bag of milk left in the sun for 20 years. Perhaps back in the early 2000s its xenophobic hate-for-everyone could pass as palatable for audiences, but to modern tastes it's like chewing tinfoil. Watching this film in 2021 feels like laying a very large egg. It stretches not only your body to its limits, but also your perception of time, in that you realize it hasn't been 4 hours, just 98 minutes.