This movie is a balls-to-the-wall, platinum certified gorefest. Directed by Brian Yuzna (who is all over the place in quality of his films) of Re-Animator fame – he produced – comes the story of graphic novel turned movie turned bat sh*t crazy. It takes a lot for me to be shocked at what I am seeing, but when the Wishmaster himself, Andrew Divoff (playing a character named M) causes a chick’s boobs and ass to expand to enormous, melting, bodily crushing proportions just to prove a point – my jaw was open and aghast. Yuzna got a little of his groove back.
This movie isn’t so much a movie, but more of a “let’s see how much weird stuff we can fit into 90 minutes” flick. Sure, there is a plot but I promise it’s secondary to the insanennes that is the movie. A man takes a deal from M (the devil) and becomes his killing machine (courtesy of Wolverine claws). Eventually, he wants to call the deal off, but M has a blood signed contract that says otherwise. The good guy/death machine must fight, fall in love, and do all the normal graphic novel tropes. It’s just how the movie goes about them that makes this one special.
I tried to count what there were more of – Boobs or dead cops. I can’t be 100% sure, but I feel like one or the other is almost constantly happening – with about a thousand of each (give or take 980). Either a boob is popping out or a cop is dying or sometimes both at the same time. Luckily, the police force in town has an unlimited number of cops. Also, the ladies in the flick have an unlimited number of times their clothes fall off. Clearly this movie was made for a very particular audience. I can’t imagine a lot of Bible thumper freaks being into this one. But it would be fun to watch them sit through this. It’s a sleazefest chalked full of gore on par with some of the best of the bunch.
At one point, M decides it would be a good idea to try and impregnate Faust’s girlfriend. This sets of a climax that will undoubtedly make your head spin. Jeffrey Combs (Of course he is in this!) swallows a stomach serpent, there is some massive backstabbing, numerous missing limbs, piles of blood, things that melt, lesbianism, rape, weird sex orgy, a cheesy rubber demon costume and a giant f*cking demon summoned from hell. It’s all done on scale of one-upmanship. Each scene being wilder than the last.
If this is in your wheel house of kinds of films you like, you must get on this one right away.
Snore Factor: Z