ken-schaefer FIrst off, I don't believe this was shot in 2011 for a second. It looks, feels and sounds like it was a shot on video quckie from the 1980s. I mean, someone talks about a Tandy 2 for god's sake. There is nothing good about this movie. DIalogue, acting, special effects, pacing, all are subpar. You wanna know how bad this is? The Polenia brothers would say it was crap. The most disgusting thing is not the horrible gore effects, but the naked actors!Stay away unless you have a strong stomach. RIfftrax wouldn't even touch this.Dirkmaster

Woodyanders The sublimely ludicrous story alone promises quite a wonderfully ridiculous good time: The deadly disembodied head of a centuries old Aztec warrior gets brought back to life and embarks on a grisly murderous spree. Writers/directors Dustin Drover and Justin Propp fortunately don't attempt to take this preposterous premise seriously for a minute and instead go for broke nutty in the most wild, loopy, and hysterical manner possible: We've got a hilariously crude sense of no-holds-barred unapologetic raunchy humor, oodles of gloriously excessive and over-the-top splashy splatter, tacky (not so) special effects (the titular floating'n'flying severed noggin looks uproariously fake), broadly drawn characters, a roaring rock soundtrack, and, most surprisingly, even a substantial amount of nerve-rattling tension and creepy atmosphere generated in the exciting and energetic last third. Moreover, it's acted with gusto by a pumped cast, with especially game contributions from Josh Harmon as nice guy Steve Chesternut, Andrea Smith as brash redhead Megan, Theodore Koepke as tubby wimp Marty Silo, Damion Drover as macho dude Rick Rubbington, and Ryan Smietanski as mean bully Stone Silo. Kudos are also in order for Propp's crisp cinematography and Luke Lorbiecke's ominous hum'n'shiver synthesizer score. Done with a winning dearth of pretense and a teeming surplus infectiously giddy aplomb, this honey overall rates as a real hoot and a half.