In 1973 the formerly cancelled moon mission Apollo 18 is restarted by NASA but under the cover of complete secrecy. The three astronauts Nate (Lloyd Owen), John (Ryan Robbins) and Ben (Warren Christie) are sent to the moon. While John stays in orbit, Nate and Ben get down to the surface. Soon they discover an abandoned Russian space ship on the moon and things keep getting weirder and weirder.
I don’t know why I let myself get drawn into those mockumentaries again and again. I have no love for them, but I do like horror movies, so I guess that’s where I usually go wrong. Anyway, Apollo 18 was okay but it really was nothing to write home about.
[SPOILERS if you don’t know how the aliens look like]
Leslie (Kristen Hager) is a good girl. She comes from an “L.A. suburb, my parents are divorced and now I’m searching for a new sense of purpose” [actual quote] and seems to find this with Charles Manson (Ryan Robbins) and his girls (Kaniehtiio Horn, Anjelica Scannura, Sarah Gadon). Which, as we all know, doesn’t end too well.
Perry (Gregory Smith) is a good boy. He has good grades in school, a promising career in chemistry and a nice Christian girlfriend (Kristin Adams). Everything seems to work perfectly, even though he dreads being drafted for the Vietnam war, until he gets called into the jury of the Manson trial and he falls in love with Leslie.
Leslie, My Name Is Evil effectfully combines B-Movie style, gore, sarcasm, whimsy and humor to create an actually pretty thoughtful movie about violence. It’s one of the films you should go to movie festivals for because you probably wouldn’t see them otherwise. And you’d miss out on a lot.