Submitted for your approval, I present unto you this weekend's confection:
*Wide tacky closeup of 'scary' ass zombies*
Sugar Hill!
This madcap blaxsploitation romp can be loosely described as a zombie film.
In fact, if wanted to know real horror, just watch the smiling black dude who happens to be their leader..
Shot in 1974, you can already sense that this might be "lost" gem (Lost is probably appropriate), but the special effects are so wonderfully bad that you can find yourself swept up in the bs. (Hardly any makeup on the zombies--oh sorry, metal ball bearings from tires are put in their eyes. I'm usually a wuss when it comes to scary and I just kinda sneered at them when they came on screen. Ooooh.. You have metallic eyes! Stop! Help! Police... )
Oh, and now for a word about costumes.
Stolen!
Most likely from Sister Soul or some band that thought being futuristic was the in thing-- Seriously, the costumes that the head wackjob wears make very little sense...and the frequency in which she changed her costumes/hairstyles would give you whiplash.
Speaking of things that make no sense-- The whole movie is about this cool dude with a fro (Langston) who, in my humble opinion, had the best wardrobe in this crazy thing--sparkling 3 piece suit (When I saw that, I knew this film would be magical.). He gets kicked alot and subsequently murdered by some whities(Yeah, there's like two nice white people in this whole thing, the rest are assholes. It's a blaxploitation thing, I suppose.), and never seen again.
Okay. It's a zombie movie, right? Why wasn't he resurrected and sent after them nasty white dudes and had their shit jacked?
F that noise. I'm white and even I feel disappointed by that fact.
Lastly, there was an old chick in this jive turkey of a film, but she's nothing to bark about. In fact, she kinda freaked me out. She called scary smiley black dude (who's cane incidentally looked like Richard Pryor in the Wiz.. Check out the last Confection for details.), and just hung out not doing much. Not really what I'd call integral to the plot.
Overally, 3 stars. 1 for plot and 1970's cheesiness and 2 for allowing for snarky commentary.
Good times, kiddies.
Will next week follow suit and be another blaxploitation film??
Find out!
Your Friendly Uncle S-
1 comment:
This movie sounds so fabulous. How is it possible that one could avert her eyes from such exciting suits and catfights and fall asleep on the floor? I sort of yell "rewatch."
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