Trailer Park of Terror

My logic behind choosing to buy Trailer Park of Terror on dvd went something like this: "eh, it might be good." Really, that was it. It was one of many blind buys that I participated in back in Champaign after I had decided that I wanted to take horror movie collecting on as an actual hobby. At that time, I didn't even really know for sure that it was a hobby per se', I just knew there were people out there that collected movies in general. Just not horror specifically. I found a copy of this at the Walmart in Urbana for a measly five bucks, and I have surely over payed my rent at this point. Trailer Park of Terror is a surprisingly entertaining indie horror flick that is based on a surprisingly entertaining horror graphic novel that has existed for awhile that I didn't even know existed until I watched this film. You learn something new everyday. There's something to be said about the quality of this flick because the cinematography, the characters, the dialogue and pretty much everything else is exactly where you would want it to be, and it couldn't have been done any better. I have watched this numerous times since that night when I randomly bought it, and I haven't regretted a moment with it. What's not to love-you have un-dead white trash zombies messing with a group of fuck up's that are on a trip to "save their souls" or some stupid nonsense, and everyone gets mauled in some gory fashion like the fat chick that gives head for cocaine gets her hand sawed off with an electric turkey carver after taking a hit of speed. See? Quality.

Stop smoking honey. It's not worth it.

The three T's-Typical Trailer Trash.

I thought Mama Cass died.

Rip that blues-rock, brother!

Pissing acid.

The pretty blonde goes postal. One round for each asshole. Even payment.

You klepto loser.

Wow. The main douchebag caused an accident. I guess I'm supposed to be surprised.

Hot red dress.

Every trailer park needs it's very own fat sheriff.

Never tell a man to stop playing his guitar. Never.

     So, there are lost episodes of Cops. Now I see why they were never aired-they were filmed more like snuff than people evading the cops. Brilliant.

 Trailer Park of Terror is kind of tricky to recommend, but I'm going to anyway because it's becoming nostalgic to me as sort of a starting point in my becoming a horror collector mainly because every time that I have been in the mood to watch this and did, I've always had a good time. I would also like to point out that my favorite character in this flick is Roach simply because he's the most bad-ass one out of all of them and plays one hell of a blues guitar. He also kind of looks like a mean spirited Elvis Presley. I don't really know if that was on purpose or not, and I just don't really care either way. All I'm going to say zits and zombies is that if you crave white trash zombies sawing and deep-frying innocent people with a killer blues/rock soundtrack, loads of sex and drug references and a pastor from a church that can't contain himself and wants to bang Norma, then Trailer Park of Terror is just for you. Were going to be some sexy sinners tonight. Just you wait.