College students camping at the Raccoon Branch Campground are harassed by hippies, frat guys, campground administrators, bible students, and killer raccoons.College students camping at the Raccoon Branch Campground are harassed by hippies, frat guys, campground administrators, bible students, and killer raccoons.College students camping at the Raccoon Branch Campground are harassed by hippies, frat guys, campground administrators, bible students, and killer raccoons.
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so sophomoric! yes, but also so awesome!
Travis Irvine is a director to watch out for. Not necessarily because he might hit it big with the next Hollywood mega-hit, but just because he can make a damn good Troma movie. By that I mean more than one usually expects. Usually, for example, movies released by Troma don't have stories that one can actually follow or care to follow, and the pacing sucks like a Mega-Maid vacuum. Irvine's approach, not too unlike that of Trey Parker with Cannibal: The Musical, is to be a good storyteller while *also* taking to task everything he can in the most childish ways imaginable. God, this movie is funny and fun as hell, even if it's main gimmick are raccoons who fling their own poop and can fire guns and communicate in similar immature talk like their human counterparts. I should also mention they're all taxidermed raccoons who are puppeted like Jim Henson Creature Shop drop-outs.
Cool, huh? It's about the town of Independence, in any-state USA, where Ty and his friends are settling in to party hard at a campground (and, you know, maybe Ty will lose his virginity, see what happens with the hot girls around). There's lots of Beer (name-brand "BEER") and plenty of bad-fake mustaches, and also a very real menace: raccoons prowling and attacking people any chance they get, with the people either dropping dead or becoming rabid themselves. A Hippie and a Muslim named Al-Jazeera try to combat it and get the kids and authorities involved, but to not much avail - that is until the raccoons take lots of names. And there's blood, and intestines, and puke, and feces, tons of everything, and did I mention cheesy fake blood and attacks that include raccoons that swing into action from vines from trees?
So yeah, you should know it's not Antonionni going in (then again maybe rabid raccoons were just what his career was missing), and that it's chock-full of what I've mentioned above. And there's a little more though, like actually really hilarious stuff, not just unintentionally funny, like a musical number done by the camp teens about fighting the Coons with the end of song and the reveal of who these guys are pointing their guns at to be a perfectly timed satirical gag that would make Spike Lee pee himself laughing and/or in anger (and until the end it's the only real racial humor used at the expense of the title).
The raccoons themselves are super-cheap, but it goes with everything else- the acting, the jokes, the fx, the beards and mustaches and stock footage of planes flying and well-timed fireworks. No stone is left unturned when it comes to being as stupid as they want to be, but the difference this time as opposed to cheaper and dumber Troma fare (i.e. Cornman) is that there is a good sense of pacing from the director, and for everything that's as cheesy as Wisconsin it's always a good yarn thats main limitations are with cost and talent. Mr. Irvine could go places - at the moment he's living' the dream of low-budget horror-comedy filmmakers everywhere. Go wranglers!
Cool, huh? It's about the town of Independence, in any-state USA, where Ty and his friends are settling in to party hard at a campground (and, you know, maybe Ty will lose his virginity, see what happens with the hot girls around). There's lots of Beer (name-brand "BEER") and plenty of bad-fake mustaches, and also a very real menace: raccoons prowling and attacking people any chance they get, with the people either dropping dead or becoming rabid themselves. A Hippie and a Muslim named Al-Jazeera try to combat it and get the kids and authorities involved, but to not much avail - that is until the raccoons take lots of names. And there's blood, and intestines, and puke, and feces, tons of everything, and did I mention cheesy fake blood and attacks that include raccoons that swing into action from vines from trees?
So yeah, you should know it's not Antonionni going in (then again maybe rabid raccoons were just what his career was missing), and that it's chock-full of what I've mentioned above. And there's a little more though, like actually really hilarious stuff, not just unintentionally funny, like a musical number done by the camp teens about fighting the Coons with the end of song and the reveal of who these guys are pointing their guns at to be a perfectly timed satirical gag that would make Spike Lee pee himself laughing and/or in anger (and until the end it's the only real racial humor used at the expense of the title).
The raccoons themselves are super-cheap, but it goes with everything else- the acting, the jokes, the fx, the beards and mustaches and stock footage of planes flying and well-timed fireworks. No stone is left unturned when it comes to being as stupid as they want to be, but the difference this time as opposed to cheaper and dumber Troma fare (i.e. Cornman) is that there is a good sense of pacing from the director, and for everything that's as cheesy as Wisconsin it's always a good yarn thats main limitations are with cost and talent. Mr. Irvine could go places - at the moment he's living' the dream of low-budget horror-comedy filmmakers everywhere. Go wranglers!
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- Quinoa1984
- May 9, 2009
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