The Short Review:
I didn’t hate this movie, but I will admit that I yelled “when is this movie going to end” halfway through the film.
Review by Dana Summers
The Long Review:
“The Greasy Strangler” is a comedy-horror film about an ill-tempered father and middle-aged son, Ronnie (Michael St. Michaels) and Brayden (Sky Elobar), whose already rocky relationship becomes plagued with jealousy, murder, and grease when Bradyn enters his very first love affair.
The father and son live together and run a “Disco Tour,” which serves the purpose of showing tourists seemingly random locations where the biggest names in disco allegedly visited while also giving Ronnie the chance to brag about his disco-era glory days. During their off time, Brayden’s main obligation is to cook disgustingly greasy food for his father, which often results in Ronnie berating Brayden for the food not being greasy enough and accusing Brayden of thinking Ronnie is the Greasy Strangler, a grease covered serial killer who has murdered several of their acquaintances and clients.
This routine is disrupted when a tour-goer Janet (Elizabeth De Razzo) falls in love with Brayden, sparking competition and envy between Brayden and his father. As the relationship with his father deteriorates, Brayden begins to fear that the Greasy Strangler may indeed be his father.
This movie is disgusting, annoying, and deviant, which is the exact intention of director Jim Hosking. The film’s humor is filled with gracious full frontals, vulgar dialogue, revoluting close ups, and cheesy special effects. It’s the perfect recipe for success among the teenage stoner demographic, but to everyone else, it’s just about as appealing as the ridiculous prosthetic penises and merkins that seem to get more screentime than some of the characters.
At the end of the day, this film never loses sight of the fact that, at its core, it’s about an often rocky but lovely relationship between a father and a son which is commendable. However, I cannot with a good conscious recommend this film to anyone, at least not anyone who’s sober. I give props to this film for being one that’s not easily forgettable, but I do look forward to the day when the phrases “bullshit artist” and “hootie-tootie disco cutie” will be forever erased from my memory.
“The Greasy Strangler” will screen on Wednesday, Sept. 28 at 11:15 p.m at the Alamo Drafthouse South Lamar. For tickets, visit the Fantastic Fest website here.
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