I could probably be forgiven for dismissing any new film starring Jeff Fahey as crap sight unseen. The guy's been a cable TV/bottom shelf DVD staple for several years now, and by my estimation his cheese quotient ranks right around that of C. Thomas Howell. If you're in the mood for three minutes of muffled giggles and confused stares, have a look at Fahey's filmography. I suspect you'll see what I mean.So there's this bizarre little black comedy/horror flick Maniacts. Of course it's pretty bad, but it's also distinctly part of that Fun Bad subgenre.
When the maniacal Blueblood Killer is captured and remanded to an insane asylum, he initially plans to keep up his bloodthirsty ways. There he meets an equally rabid serial killer who also happens to be a beautiful woman.
Imagine my surprise when the lady killer proved to be Kellie Waymire, currently the only worthwhile thing worth looking at on Fox's wholly atrocious (to say nothing of aptly titled) sitcom The Pitts.
So the two killers strike up a goofy love affair, get revenge on their evil captors, and escape into the countryside hoping to build a life together.
If only they could stop killing people...
Worthy of a look for fans of bizarre and arcanely amusing genre-combos, this one offers a few sincere laughs (color me surprised) and several cool scenes of goopy red gore...several of which are also quite amusing. Reminiscient of Gorman Bechard's obscure Psychos in Love, Maniacts is one of the more entertaining schlock flicks I've seen in a while...but make no mistake: it's still a pretty bad movie.But definitely worth a look to those weary of pre-packaged and predictable studio horror flicks.