There are times when watching an Oscar nominated movie seems too heavy going. There are times when watching one of your favorite blockbusters seems like deja vu...after all you might have watched it 500 times before tonight. And there are time when watching a new movie is too risky...after all, if it's boring then it's a waste of 90 minutes. That's where watching crap comes in. Guaranteed to entertain, especially if you haven't seen it in two decades, and never bore you.
Trick or Treat is THAT crap movie. Cut from the same comedy/horror cloth as the Elm Street sequels it has bullied, metalhead, loser 'Ragman' play the final demo of recently deceased, hair-metal legend Sammi Curr. The ghost of Curr initially allows Ragman to get revenge on those high school, jock bullies...but Sammi becomes corporeal again, whenever his music is played, and causes havoc.
God, this is dumb. Why the ghost of a deceased, Ozzy style, heavy metal singer would want to assist a twat like Ragman is beyond me. Surely he'd have better stuff to do?
It thinks it's funny (it's littered with cartoonish sight gags)... but it's not. It's not scary, gory or even remotely disturbing. But what it is, is a cheesy teenage heavy metal fantasy of the fabled institution of 'rock' kicking the popular kid's asses. And with the helps of some spectacularly dated, but amazingly still cool (in a cheesy, marooned forever in a land made of cheese kind of way) Fastway tunes, Trick or Treat made my night. Ozzy himself makes an amusing cameo as a preacher disgusted by suggestive Metal lyrics, while Gene Simmons turns up as a rock D.J.
A film to unintentionally laugh at, as well as watch in the conventional sense, I had a nostalgic ball watching this turkey again. Now if only I could find my copy of Wes Craven's Shocker...
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