Chicken Park

Possibly the worst movie I have ever seen, Chicken Park is not improved by its vague attempts to be funny. It is maybe - just maybe - worth watching out of a sense of sheer horror that someone would make a travesty like this. From a deranged plotline involving the main character's fighting rooster to a somehow even more impossible senario with giant prehistoric chickens running down the characters and devouring them, this film can only be described as awful. If you have a burning desire to see a movie where a man is sexually molested by a giant homosexual rooster then Chicken Park is for you. The excrutiating awfulness of it aside, the chicken puppets aren't actually too bad. I can't remember why I hired it, but may I be protected from such a self destructive urge in the future.

There are no words to justify a "film" like this. I'm Italian and I can say that in my Country Jerry Calà has always been famous for a particular kind on films, comic or surrealistic comedy, but he was always an actor and never director. Chicken Park is a shame for me like Italian. I hope Italian cinema continued to use Jerry as a comic (he is good, really!) and not like an artist. In any case, I can say that we have a director that are not so better than Jerry... his name is Ezio Greggio and his parody "Silence of the Jams" is probably worst that Chicken Park...See to believe...

This should be the kind of movie I love: zero budget, appalling acting and ridiculous special effects. However, ridiculously unfunny spoofs and lame movie in-jokes manage to completely destroy just about every guilty pleasure this film has to offer.

Not that it is all horrific. Fans of Z-grade cinema will enjoy the scenes set in Chicken Park. The giant chicken effects are hilarious and Bruce, the cross-dressing, giant gay chicken is truly a marvel of our times. Likewise, the randy chicken that rips off Sigourney's top, exposing her breasts. Now, that's just classy film-making!

It's a shame that these moments of poultry flavoured hilarity only account for approximately 10 minutes of the film. The remainder of the movie can only be described as a cinematic car wreck. It's not only poorly made but also excruciatingly boring. I was also genuinely upset to see an actress of the calibre of Rossy De Palma in a film this dire. How has the one time muse of Pedro Almodovar found herself playing a character called Necrophilia, who dresses like Morticia Adams and gets pleasured by "Thing" while watching a video tape of someone undergoing surgery? Someone please rescue this diva from Z-grade movie hell!

In conclusion, this film is nothing but a putrid heap of fresh chicken poo. Fans of trash are advised to simply fast forward to the giant chickens and leave the rest of the film for those with sadomasochistic tendencies.

Think of 'Chicken Park' and 'Kramer vs Kramer'. I would rather watch Chicken Park again, at least it didn't pretend to be anything more than a quick, cheap rip-off. And there were some mildly amusing parts, and a fairly attractive chick (human variety) who bared her breasts. El cheapo and too dependant on tiresome sexual referencing trying unsuccessfully to be funny, but tolerable because it knew it was bad.

I am Italian and remember having watched this "movie" on TV a year or two after its supposed release. I say "supposed", because - though it was filmed in 35mm - this movie never went into cinemas (if you have seen it, you can imagine why...) It is simply unwatchable, far beyond any reasonable z-movie style. Jerry Calà is a comic actor, who in his beginnings played in a rather experimental comic group (I gatti di vicolo Miracoli). After that, he collected a series of blockbusters repeating more and more his down-to-earth jokes (mainly based on puns associated with advertisement and idioms), together with other comic actors and the current Italian "playmates". With this film I think he tried to re-create such a mixture, but failed in improvising himself as a director...

Don't waste time: do not watch this movie.