Father’s Day
Director: Adam Brooks, Jeremy Gillespie, Matthew Kennedy, Steven Kostanski, Conor Sweeney
Writer: Adam Brooks, Jeremy Gillespie, Matthew Kennedy, Steven Kostanski, Conor Sweeney
Cast: Adam Brooks, Matthew Kennedy, Conor Sweeney, Amy Groening, Garrett Hnatiuk, Mackenzie Murdock
Part of: /slash Filmfestival
[Trigger Warning]
Plot:
The Father’s Day Killer aka Chris Fuchman (Mackenzie Murdock) has been killing and raping fathers for years. He has also killed Ahab’s (Adam Brooks) father and Ahab has sworn to take bloody revenge. But when he kills an innocent man instead, he gets imprisoned. In the meantime, Fuchman goes about his murders unhampered and also kills Twink’s (Conor Sweeney) father, managing to implicate Twink – a street hustler – in the process. Through various circumstances, Ahab, Twink and Father John Sullivan (Matthew Kennedy) team up to hunt Fuchman down.
Father’s Day doesn’t take itself seriously at all and is a whole lot of (often very silly) fun. But admittedly, even though I’m not easily impressed by gore, in this film it gota little too disgusting even for me at times.
Father’s Day revels in its B-Movie status and it is wonderful. It manages at the same time to be deeply entrenched in the aesthetic and the tropes of those films, and poke fun at them.
It’s not very, let’s say sophisticated humor and sometimes the silliness crosses a line or three and in those instances I would have appreciated a little more restraint. Most of these moments are related to the gore that had me actually cringing and worrying whether I would be able to eat again anytime soon. [This practically never happens to me.]
But apart from those moments where I just had to scrunch my eyes shut, I really enjoyed the film. And the ending even managed to surprise me. I wouldn’t have thought that they’d end up where they ended up.
Plus, the cinematography and soundtrack were incredibly fitting. Meaning, not particularly good, but extremely appropriate. And the fake trailer in the middle had me in stitches. So, good times were definitely had.
Summarising: If you like B-Movies and have a strong stomach for (often penis-related) gore.
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# bloody knee:
Mir ist in letzter Zeit aufgefallen, wie
a) häufig irgend etwas an meinem Körper nicht stimmt (ich meine jetzt die Funktionsweise und die Wehwehchen, nicht Schönheitsideale)
und
b) wie häufig ich das thematisiere.
Eigentlich dachte ich, es liegt an den körperlichen Herausforderungen dreier Jungtiere und der Schwangerschaft bei aufrechtem Gang… Aber jetzt tweetest du das und mir kommt ein noch viel schlimmerer Verdacht: Teufel, Teufel, vielleicht kommen wir in “das” Alter, wo man anfängt, über den eigenen Verfall zu reden. :P
Und ich finde das hübsch, dass ich das unter ein posting mit ganz viel gore schreibe.
Jaja, das Alter erwischt uns alle. Aber ich bin mir nicht sicher, ob das tatsächlich mehr geworden ist, oder ob man es nur mehr merkt, dass man drüber redet. ;)
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Ahja, und gute Besserung deinem armen Beinchen. :)