The dork has his say. Scary Movie   2 Disembodied Jet Wolf Heads out of Five
"It was a real scream. BWAHAHAHA!! I kill me."
Wednesday, 13 July 2000



Jet Wolf Says ...Looking for a cheap laugh? Fond of slapstick, jokes about bodily functions and plot revolving around repressed teenage lust? Then perhaps this is the pinnacle of cinematic treasure for you after all.


Every now and again, an instant classic emerges from the bowles of Hollywood. The sort of movie chiseled from the pure marble slabs of genius. The kind that grabs hold of you and refuses to fully let go, changing your life forever. Sadly, Scary Movie is nothing like this.

Looking for a cheap laugh? Fond of slapstick, jokes about bodily functions and plot revolving around repressed teenage lust? Then perhaps this is the pinnacle of cinematic treasure for you after all.

Of course, to be fair, the movie is a parody. Satire of the sort of pre-teen horror movies that Scream, sadly, brought to the forefront. Unfortunately, there just wasn't enough mocking, with most of the humour deriving from gross (and I mean that literally as well as figuratively) exaggeration. And, sadly, that means that if you didn't get much from the scene the first time around, slathering it generously with more of the same doesn't help much in the enjoyment department.

That's not to say I didn't find any of the movie amusing. Quite the contrary, several scenes in the movie made me laugh out louse with geniune amusement (scene favourite: Buffy's final acts of definance). But unfortunately, most laughter from me derived more from my amazement that they acutally were showing this stuff (taking Miss Mann's butch nature to a whole new level, to name one of the most glaring moments. Though to their credit, at least the main character had the decency to look as horrified as I was). And despite the rich open fields of the horror movie genre, the writers isntead chose to stick with parodying predominently Scream and I Know What You Did Last Summer. If you saw the trailer, those lines mocking The Sixth Sense and The Blair Witch Project were about it for branching out. No A Nightmare on Elm Street, no Friday the 13th ... not even Psycho. None of the good old slasher classics which, let's face it, are ripe with mocking potential. Just a few cheap laughs on some laughably poor movies to start with. Whee.

Essentially, prat falls were the vehicle for this parody, and I'm much more appreciative of dry, cerebral humour. If you feel like I do, then don't let the ideal of parody trick you into shelling out money for a ticket. Instead, do yourself a favour and hold onto your cash for the next Weird Al or Bob Rivers CD. Now that's quality parody.



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