Club Dread (2004) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
Two thumbs down. We agreed across the board on this one. Not funny, not scary, but with some decent nudity and a kinda good Jimmy Buffett parody from Bill Paxton. Scoop's notes in white: A laid-back singer named Coconut Pete runs his own island version of Club Med off the coast of Costa Rica, and somebody is killing all his staff. There are several red herring sub-plots in which various people seem in turn to be the killer, then there are several gruesome and kinda funny deaths, and then somebody with no motivation confesses. It turns out that all the people who had a motive were sane people like the rest of us, people who may have had jealousies and problems, but would not act violently on those feelings. The actual killer, on the other hand, was just plain nuts. I think it was supposed to be funny that the only guy with no motivation turned out to be the killer. If it was supposed to be, it missed the mark. Like most of the rest of the jokes in the film. In fact, some of this film is so unfunny as to be downright annoying, but that isn't what kept the film from being successful. The problem is that the plot took itself seriously. Club Dread is the follow-up effort from the comedy troupe that created Super Troopers. They are talented at lowbrow comedy. They should have gone for Scary Movie - a wacky genre parody making fun of slasher movies. Instead they went for Scream - an attempt to make a real slasher movie, with comedy layered in. By working too hard on the scares and gore, they got distracted from the strengths of the writers/performers who are, underneath their mandatory new millennium naughty sex talk, traditional genre satirists like the cast of SCTV, and not scare-and-gore guys like Tobe Hooper. Bill Paxton is pretty funny as Coconut Pete, a fictional version of Jimmy Buffett. He talks like Buffett, sings like him, and lives like him. His album titles are all slight twists on Buffett album titles, although ol' Pete doesn't remember making most of them because, hey, those were the 70s, dude. Pete is a laid-back guy unless you mention the one thing he hates - the REAL Jimmy Buffett, who stole Pete's best song PinaColadaBurg, changed it a little, and made it famous as Margaritaville. |
Club Dread was a miserable failure at the box office, capping off below five million dollars, despite appearing on 1800 screens across the country. The reviews were only slightly more enthusiastic than the film audiences, with only 34% of the reviewers taking a positive view of the film. While I don't think it's a good film, and it's not worth going out of your way to see, I found it an easy enough watch. Paxton is good; there are lots of jokes; and the nudity is good, especially a gymnastic scene performed by the diminutive Jordan Ladd (Cheryl's daughter) and a body double. |
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Tuna's notes in yellow:
Club Dread is supposed to be a comedy
send-up in the 70s style of slasher films by the comedy troop Broken
Lizard. It takes place on a tropical island in Costa Rica (actually shot
in Mexico) at a young swingers' resort run by a Jimmy Buffet character,
called Coconut Pete, and played by Bill Paxton. Somebody starts slashing
the staff with a machete, even before the credits. So, everyone has to
figure out whodunnit, stay alive, and hide the problems from the guests.
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