This is mostly just to counteract the sockpuppet review.
Unless you didn't graduate high school, it's pretty much assured that it's impossible for a movie called Strip Club Slasher to get 10 stars. And for a low budget movie, you'd have to raise Orson Welles from the dead. That said, it borders on passable crap. The strippers look the part - they moderately overweight, not very good dancers and talk like they're retarded. Good casting and kudos to the screenwriter for portraying them so well!
Outside of that, it's just a masturbatory fantasy. After a co-worker is killed, the strippers flounce off to someone's house to drink, drug and have sex. Because that's how strippers react to death, right? "Hey, our friend died six hours ago! Let's go have sex in the shower!" BECAUSE THEY'RE STRIPPER, RIGHT?!
There's plenty of bad thrash metal throwing around the f-word (and one decent song), a bunch of not terribly photogenic breasts and, though it might have been the murky lighting, I'm pretty sure there was at least one c-section scar. The sound is horrible with a lot of scenes overpowered with ambient hum. The "sex" scenes leave you limp, especially when one of the lesbian couple leaves their underwear on and the other is obviously just looking at her partners cooch at a respectful distance. If your actors aren't going to act, just leave that stuff out. Your film will be better for it.
Maybe it's a Minnesota phrase, but I've *never* heard a woman say "I'm wetter than a slaughter house floor." That about sums up the level of the script. The fake endings made me laugh. "I'm just going to make sure he's dead." Um...why don't you just flash a message at the bottom of the scene saying "HE'S NOT REALLY DEAD"? You can only really go to that well once. Three times? That's not groundbreaking. It's just dumb. Also, I know that it's a movie but teleporting your to the next kill spot with no explanation on how he got there is not mysterious. It's lame.
On the plus side - they made a movie and people watched. I gave an extra star because the pacing actually worked pretty well.
Unless you didn't graduate high school, it's pretty much assured that it's impossible for a movie called Strip Club Slasher to get 10 stars. And for a low budget movie, you'd have to raise Orson Welles from the dead. That said, it borders on passable crap. The strippers look the part - they moderately overweight, not very good dancers and talk like they're retarded. Good casting and kudos to the screenwriter for portraying them so well!
Outside of that, it's just a masturbatory fantasy. After a co-worker is killed, the strippers flounce off to someone's house to drink, drug and have sex. Because that's how strippers react to death, right? "Hey, our friend died six hours ago! Let's go have sex in the shower!" BECAUSE THEY'RE STRIPPER, RIGHT?!
There's plenty of bad thrash metal throwing around the f-word (and one decent song), a bunch of not terribly photogenic breasts and, though it might have been the murky lighting, I'm pretty sure there was at least one c-section scar. The sound is horrible with a lot of scenes overpowered with ambient hum. The "sex" scenes leave you limp, especially when one of the lesbian couple leaves their underwear on and the other is obviously just looking at her partners cooch at a respectful distance. If your actors aren't going to act, just leave that stuff out. Your film will be better for it.
Maybe it's a Minnesota phrase, but I've *never* heard a woman say "I'm wetter than a slaughter house floor." That about sums up the level of the script. The fake endings made me laugh. "I'm just going to make sure he's dead." Um...why don't you just flash a message at the bottom of the scene saying "HE'S NOT REALLY DEAD"? You can only really go to that well once. Three times? That's not groundbreaking. It's just dumb. Also, I know that it's a movie but teleporting your to the next kill spot with no explanation on how he got there is not mysterious. It's lame.
On the plus side - they made a movie and people watched. I gave an extra star because the pacing actually worked pretty well.
