you can try to convince me otherwise, but you won't...
I've seen some bad movies in my day.
There are some films, like Hard Ticket to Hawaii, Hot Dog: The Movie, and Let's Get Harry, which were made with the intention of being seen as bad movies. In the first two cases, the movies were made simply to spend a lot of money and get a lot of topless women on screen.
I can't see anything really wrong with that...
There are those which were made with the intention of being good films, like Thomas and the Magic Railroad, where the wrong combination of actors, script, and ideas came together to derail it.
There are poorly thought out sequels, trying to cash in on earlier riches. Blair Witch II and Ghostbusters 2 come to mind.
There are films like Elf or The Country Bears, where the acting and/or script and/or idea are so horrid beyond belief that you are surprised any studio would consider releasing it. After sacrificing several minutes of my life to both of them, I wouldn't be surprised if sequels come out for people who actually liked them.
But you can not, and will not convince me that there is a worse film than Body Double.
If you can consider yourself lucky enough to have never witnessed this piece of excrement on celluloid, I have some advice for you: don't waste your time with it. It's that bad.
In short, the movie is about a claustrophobic hack of an actor (played by some hack of an actor whose name I'm not even going to waste my time looking up on the IMDB) who ends up housesitting for some stranger. He sees some woman get killed by a man with a gigantic drill and tries to tell the cops, but they don't believe him. Then he discovers that some talentless porno star (played by the talentless Melanie Griffith) was "pretending" to be the victim.
The story is horrible, the acting is worse than backyard wrestling tapes, and the film just plain stinks. The worst part is the camera work. In trying to convey the claustrophobia suffered by our "star" (if you can really call this guy a star), the camera tilts and spins worse than a Sega Virtual Reality system. You may end up vomiting after this film, but I can't say if it's due to the shaky camera or the bad acting.
Consider this my warning. This piece of flaming crap should never be viewed while sober, drunk, stoned, and/or insane.
There are some films, like Hard Ticket to Hawaii, Hot Dog: The Movie, and Let's Get Harry, which were made with the intention of being seen as bad movies. In the first two cases, the movies were made simply to spend a lot of money and get a lot of topless women on screen.
I can't see anything really wrong with that...
There are those which were made with the intention of being good films, like Thomas and the Magic Railroad, where the wrong combination of actors, script, and ideas came together to derail it.
There are poorly thought out sequels, trying to cash in on earlier riches. Blair Witch II and Ghostbusters 2 come to mind.
There are films like Elf or The Country Bears, where the acting and/or script and/or idea are so horrid beyond belief that you are surprised any studio would consider releasing it. After sacrificing several minutes of my life to both of them, I wouldn't be surprised if sequels come out for people who actually liked them.
But you can not, and will not convince me that there is a worse film than Body Double.
If you can consider yourself lucky enough to have never witnessed this piece of excrement on celluloid, I have some advice for you: don't waste your time with it. It's that bad.
In short, the movie is about a claustrophobic hack of an actor (played by some hack of an actor whose name I'm not even going to waste my time looking up on the IMDB) who ends up housesitting for some stranger. He sees some woman get killed by a man with a gigantic drill and tries to tell the cops, but they don't believe him. Then he discovers that some talentless porno star (played by the talentless Melanie Griffith) was "pretending" to be the victim.
The story is horrible, the acting is worse than backyard wrestling tapes, and the film just plain stinks. The worst part is the camera work. In trying to convey the claustrophobia suffered by our "star" (if you can really call this guy a star), the camera tilts and spins worse than a Sega Virtual Reality system. You may end up vomiting after this film, but I can't say if it's due to the shaky camera or the bad acting.
Consider this my warning. This piece of flaming crap should never be viewed while sober, drunk, stoned, and/or insane.
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