Hallucinations

Pretty much everything that takes place in the ultra-underground SOV horror offering by the Polonia Brothers titled Hallucinations makes absolutely no sense at first viewing. You've got Freddy Krueger's snow suit wearing brother, some worm-monster thing made out of down-spout tubing and molding clay that chokes one of the brothers (while he's stark naked in the shower might I add) a burnt fetus that comes to life in the microwave after Todd puts some food in there to heat it up for a minute. Everything in this film stacks itself up to being one of the most PCP laced pieces of moving art that I've probably ever set eyes upon, because once I was done watching this and writing down my notes, I felt like my brain was that fetus. Nuked, burnt and angry. Actually, I wasn't angry. For what Hallucinations truly is, it's a teenage angst-filled homemade horror film that comes to the point at the end where everyone just needs to relieve themselves by masturbating in private. And then sharing their experiences with it. Once the frustrations are all out, you're left feeling fulfilled and content. Truthfully, I feel like this is a cornerstone of DIY horror video, and should be shown as a solid example of how one can make the weirdest, most vivid seven-layered chocolate cake that any fright freak could ever want. Just make sure you're ready to shit out a kitchen knife.

    

Craziest snow-mobile ride evar!!

Snoopy weirdo. Going through mom and dad's underwear drawer to find a nudie mag.

Coffee maker, bread box, bag of oranges. And a note from mom.

All of a sudden, Silent Night starts playing in the background.

Nah, man. Don't scratch your balls.

 So the chainsaw really did splatter the cat everywhere.

 What is this dark figure that stands before me?

I shat out a kitchen knife once. It was a put-some-hair-on-your-chest experience that only happens once in a lifetime.

Ugly witch laughter and a machete. Only death could come of it.

Every girls' crazy about a sharp dressed, bag faced psycho that whips Todd with a phone chord, sticks a razor in his nose and stabs a huge knife right into his crown jewels.

Stuffed into a 57 minute run time, Hallucinations conjures up some despicable feelings, dark emotions and some really demented death sequences that I would go so far as to say that may even rival the bloodied reputation of maybe the Saw films. Or Hostel. Those films are brutal and gory, but the shit that happens here is just downright perverted and mental. And what makes it even more dis-connected is the fact that the Polonia Brothers were only 17 when they made this film. So what does that tell you? They either had very overactive imaginations or they are just a couple of sick motherfuckers. Either way, in the murky realm of SOV horror, Hallucinations stands tall and proud. And I can respect that. Now try getting your hands on a copy. That's more challenging than fighting Freddy's brother in a snow suit.