Scott Shermer's found. is not one of them.
Set in nondescript suburbs, a depressed and lonely pre-teen with a fondness for horror movies discovers that his brother is a serial killer/rapist who bases his kills on a movie and carries his latest kill's head home in a bowling bag. Of course, this goes along with his parents being somewhat distant and not really paying attention.
Through the course of the film we get some revenge and some gore and a whole lot of mileage out of the word "faggot" which, seriously, is totally uncalled for.
|Oh and "nigger" gets bandied about a bit, too. Racism. Yay.|
|And not this guy.|
I mean, it's not a BAD movie but it's definitely not what I was expecting and it's racist and homophobic to boot.
It does have it's merits, though. The film within a film was what all young gorehounds want to see and the acting was acceptable. If only they had a better script to work from.
Meh. Meh, I tell you. Meh.