Wednesday, May 25, 2011

"Jeepers Creepers" (2001)

“Jeepers Creepers” is, beneath the surface, an oddly brilliant flick. Not because of the storyline (which is shit); the acting (which is horse-shit); the character development (which is non-existent); the clever comments comparing occurring events to those in a horror movie (which are shitty cliches); or, the fucktarded “psychic” that shows up out of nowhere and happens to be able to explain approximately one-tenth of the shit that’s happening. What makes this movie special is the fact that, in spite of being terrible in nearly every other way, it manages to deliver on atmosphere alone. Sure, the Creeper sort of resembles the Creature from the Black Lagoon with wings and a skullet, but his M.O. of performing vivisection on unsuspecting people in order to eat their body parts makes him eerily interesting. Plus, the way he likes to sniff decapitated heads and Justin Long’s dirty laundry is ultra-creepy. The whole “cat lady” sequence is pleasantly disturbing, from our antagonist posing as a scarecrow to him making the crazy old bitch “float” out towards the door. More props for the oddly sewn-together, patchwork corpses and the “cathedral” of human remains that would make Ed Gein and Buffalo Bill proud. Toss in the dodging of a predictable, cop-out ending and you have something that’s more than merely palatable. Big style points for this one, even with the aforementioned flaws. Not a total waste of your time, and better than some of the drivel that’s been passed off as horror in the past few years.

Rating: 3 out of 5 bloody scalpels.

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