We here at HorrorBid will be recommending one specific treasure for everyday of the month. The ultimate goal is mple; encourage the masses to seek out stellar films that fit the seasonal mold. While I’m certain plenty of our faithful readers will find some of these films predictable, or at the least familiar, we still feel as though a friendly reminder can go a long way towards renewed enjoyment.
On deck for October 24th, is a film that’s certainly more comedy than horror, Broken Lizard’s priceless hybrid, Club Dread. The film is jam packed with outlandish laughs and intentional clichés, but it’s got a fun dose of horror thrown in the mix. While, many would argue, I would conder the film to be one of the finest comedy-first-horror-second type films to ever be unveiled.
The gist: A psychopathic serial killer is stalking the unfortunate vacationers viting Coconut Pete's Coconut Beach Resort. As each employee (and a few strays) of the resort is picked off one by one by our mysterious killer, the inspiration behind the madness is unveiled, and the ultimate motive is absolutely beyond priceless.
If you like laughs with your guts, this flick is for you; it’s also one of the greatest beer accessories ever invented. The jokes are delivered with obvious winks (there are so many jokes centered around Coconut Pete and his career it’s almost obscene, but they never once get old), some of the slaughtering is fantastic, Bill Paxton is at his absolute best (believe it or not) and the Broken Lizard crew (look them up, if you’re unfamiliar with the comedy troupe) deliver the timeless performances fans have come to expect, without exception.
Club Dread may have been avoided by many genre followers due to the comedic dominance of the film, but there’s plenty of awesome horror right here. In fact, watching Club Dread really feels so much like watching countless ‘80’s slashers that attempted to take themselves serious that the irony almost feels like a tangible slap in the face; just hard enough to get your attention, before bursting into laughter at the eccentricity of it all, may I add.