Chicken Park

You can never be sure what to make of this movie. Yes, it is terrible, but it is terrible in a non-sensical, not-to-be-taken-too-seriously kind of way. The basic idea is a thin satire of Jurassic Park, done with chickens instead of dinosaurs, and the lack of plot seems to help it in whatever it was trying to do. There is a sort of oddball humour value to the whole experience, although I'm not sure why. Perhaps it is funny only because it is so bad; some of the jokes are so incomprehensible that the only thing one can do is laugh, if only then with a fierce grimace overcoming your face. In terms of entertainment, I'd say about a four out of ten, in terms of quality in acting, scripting, directing, a zero would not quite be small enough across the board.

Easily a candidate for worst parody movie ever produced, a movie in which everything is wrong. Jerry Cala, an otherwise talented comedian (watch him in the movies he shot for Ferreri, Risi and Polidoro), debuts as a screenwriter and director, and you can see he is an amateur in both jobs from a mile away. Every single joke falls flat, every actor (including Cala himself) is wrongly cast, every shot looks pedestrian. Just terrible!

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.

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.

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...