Intercessor: Another Rock 'N' Roll Nightmare

There are lots of things you can pick on in this movie to be sure but there are also lots of moments that if you like the campy-ness of the thing are quite amusing. Its a pretty ambitious thing to try to make a sci-fi horror on what looks to be a zero budget and I commend them for that.

Thor is always fun to watch, if you've ever seen him in concert you know what I mean. Anyway its worth a rent for sure I think if you are in the right mood. Its not Oscar material obviously but I've seen less entertaining movies. I have heard that it was actually 2 separate movies that were turned into a single film and after you look at it that way you can kind of see that in it. Tricky work to pull it all into one story. I could see this thing have endless sequels within the characters that it creates.

The original Edge of Hell (a.k.a. Rock 'n' Roll Nightmare) was something of a cult movie. It was really quite terrible in many ways of course. But it was a true one off and decidedly ridiculous. Its finale in particular is a sequence that – to quote an old cliché – really has to be seen to be believed. That climatic scene introduced a character called The Intercessor. Well, he was brought back and a sequel was named after him. Is this a good thing? Well, no it isn't. The Intercessor: Another Rock 'n' Roll Nightmare has absolutely none of the charms of the original. The first flick may well have been low budget but this one is like a home movie. It's shot on video. No scratch that, it's badly shot on video. It consistently looks appalling, like a bunch of people mucking about in front of a camera. The sound is terrible too. While the acting can only be described as horrible. The soundtrack has a few choice heavy metal songs, they are abysmal too. There's nothing good about this. It isn't amusingly inept, it's tedious. If you think that a sequel to Edge of Hell has to be at least semi-entertaining then think again. This is a shocker.

We're exploring new territory, kids.

Think of all the icons and touchstones of Bad Bad Bad we love and respect: Manos, Plan 9, Eegah! Think of all the big-budget stinkburgers we've forced friends and relatives to sit through, trying to infect them with our disease: Skiddoo, Myra Breckinridge, Showgirls. Think of how we all felt when we realized that MST was only able to scratch the surface of Bad, since they had to track down the perpetrators and get rights, and since they had to stick to movies that COULD be ripped. I mean, how do you make fun of Acid Eaters, Night of Horror, Broadway Jungle? Now, for you lucky ones, you true connoisseurs of cr*p, think about those very special flicks even you couldn't take in one sitting, the absolutely unwatchable: Misery Brothers, Jimmy the Boy Wonder, Microwave Massacre.

This. Is. Worse. This is hallucinatorily bad. This is so much further down the scale than Rock 'n' Roll Nightmare that you'll laugh hysterically rereading all the one-star Comments on IMDb for the original-poor fools! You think this is bad? Wait till the sequel comes out twenty years later, then you'll REALLY see something that'll bring up your lunch!

If you believe, really believe, in the healing power of bad film, this is a can't-miss. No hints, no clues as to what you'll be exposed to-OK, just one: the magic scene in which Jon-Mikl, now pushing three hundred pounds, in floppy rubber armor, is attacked in a park by a SINGLE STRAND of Swedish ivy. Does he defeat it with his mighty broadsword? You'll never know till you see The Original Rock Warrior in...INTERCESSOR!!!!

If you don't consider this movie one of the greatest films of all time. you should make a doctors appointment to get the tumor removed from your brain because it is clearly gummin up your judgement.