Splatter

From bad to worse. The film never gets any better. Singer, Johnny Splatter (Corey Feldman) starts off the movie with a bang (literally - not in a good figurative way). A comedic suicide of a self inflicted gun shot to the head. The over dramatization of blood splattering from his head leads you to believe there may be some humor to this movie.

It is so ridiculous that you hope to get a laugh from it......you do not. It's unfortunate that Tony Todd (from the "Candyman" and "Final Destination" series) cannot add any perks to this bad film.

That you would "star" is his incoherent piece of dribble, and don't even get me started on that bizarre ending. I wasted a portion of my life watching this mess.

Had all the plot points to be a good film.

The ONLY good thing in the whole film is seeing Tony Todd (RIP). As he's passed recently I thought I would make my way through his catalogue and had never heard of this one theres a good reason for that the film is 100 percent cheesy and terrible with only the fact Tony is in it that I was able to persevere watching.

Corey's acting is abysmal.

It could have been so good and just when you think it's about to turn itself around that's when it ends.

If you really want to watch it set your standards low, like really LOW!

The only other positive is its only half hour long.

This movie is by no means a good movie but, that being said if you watch it as a movie that a bunch of friends through together for fun one Halloween you'll enjoy it. Its not meant to win awards or even be deep. Even if thats not your style the special effects for whats obviously a shoe string budget are worth checking out.

Splatter, from legendary producer Roger Corman and cult director Joe Dante, stars Corey Feldman (child star of Dante's best film, Gremlins) as rock singer Jonny Splatter, who, in the opening scene, recites a voodoo chant before putting a bullet through his brain—a delightfully gory moment that lives up to the title. It's a promising start, but sadly its rapidly downhill from here.

When several acquaintances of the deceased rock star gather for the reading of his will, they discover to their horror that Jonny has returned from the dead to exact revenge on those who wronged him when he was alive. Clumsily directed by the once great Dante, and featuring weak performances from a cast who are capable of much better (even Feldman), this dreadfully cheap looking and terribly uninspired effort is an embarrassment for all involved. The occasional grisly death scene does little to improve matters.

Splatter was originally conceived as ten-part interactive web experiment, the outcome of each character being decided by the viewers at the end of each episode, which no doubt added a modicum of fun to proceedings; in its non-interactive form, devoid of this novelty, there is very little to get excited about.