TROMA NIGHT at The Way Out Club Thursday – POULTRYGEIST and CHRISTMAS EVIL
“Carl Junior, it’s me, Arbie. I know somewhere deep within the bowels of this creature you’ve become lives the soul of the beautiful racist, animal-f***ing, inbred trailer-thrash I know and love.”
”Collegiate Lesbians Against Mega-Conglomerates” – i.e., CLAM
There is high trash and low trash, and then there’s Troma Entertainment, which is trash in a class by itself. We’ll be continuing our series of FREE Troma double-features at The Way Out Club (2525 Jefferson in South St. Louis) on Thursday, September 27th with POULTRYGEIST: NIGHT OF THE CHICKEN DEAD and CHRISTMAS EVIL.
The show begins at 9pm with:
POULTRYGEIST: NIGHT OF THE CHICKEN DEAD (2006) was Lloyd Kaufman’s directorial comeback, a return to his ‘Toxic Avenger’ roots, a soft-core scatological zombie kitsch musical complete with social commentary that’s hard not to love. Consistently funny the whole way through, with some excellent musical numbers and some truly disgusting special effects, POULTRYGEIST proved that morally incorrect satire was still alive and kicking at Troma. A fast-food, fried chicken restaurant chain is built over an Indian cemetery which is the subject of much college lesbian protest in Tromaville. One geeky kid starts working there to spite his girlfriend who has become consumed in the girl-on-girl corporate take-down, where he meets the varied staff of odd employees like a gay Mexican, a burqa wearing Afgani, a bestiality loving anti-Semite, and a high-strung black supervisor. Gradually, the angry native spirits begin possessing the food stock which, in turn, transforms the customers into an army of chicken zombies. There’s no shortage of over-the-top gore, naked chicks, extremely crude, gross-out humor, and exploding pus bubbles in POULTRYGEIST: NIGHT OF THE CHICKEN DEAD. It’s disgusting, perverse, and childish, and you’ll love every minute of it!
And for our second feature we have John Water’s favorite holiday film CHRISTMAS EVIL (1980)
“But if you’re bad, then your name goes in the Bad Boys and Girls Book, and then I’ll bring you something… horrible.”
After suffering a traumatic childhood experience involving his father in Santa Claus outfit, a disturbed toy factory worker fixates on Santa Claus in an unhealthy way. When Christmas cynicism pushes him over the edge, he takes on the role one Christmas eve to reward the good boys and girls… and to murder the cynics. So when he spies a little girl playing with her doll, that’s fine, she’s being nice – when he sees a little boy reading Penthouse, that’s a different matter. CHRISTMAS EVIL is a suitably surreal entry in the Christmas horror sub-genre and director John Waters described it best: ” CHRISTMAS EVIL has a grubby look and mucky atmosphere, as if it were shot using the same crap film they used to shoot those 1970s drive-in concession-stand ads where the food came out looking wretched when its intention was to lure patrons to the snack bar!” Christmas EVIL is like a murky, clumsily violent dream an alcoholic stepfather is having during the holidays while passed out in his recliner, translated to shoddy film stock – and that isn’t an effect commonly or easily achieved by any movie. A masterpiece.
The Way Out Club is located at 2525 S. Jefferson Avenue in South St. Louis.
The Facebook invite for this event can be found HERE