SCARECROW SLAYER (2004)
Directed by:
David Michael Latt

Starring:
Tony Todd ... Caleb Kilgore
Nicole Kingston ... Mary Anderson
David Castro ... Karl
Jessica Mattson ... Sheila

Country: USA
Runtime: 90 min
AKA: Scarecrow: Resurrection
       
       
         
       

I have this movie in a double feature DVD. The first movie: Scarecrow is also on it. My friend Javi and I watched the first one together and it was kind of fun. He liked it so much that he borrowed it to see if the second one was any good. When I dropped by his house a week later to pick it up, I asked him how it was. He gave me the weirdest diarrhea face I have ever seen. Just finished watching this myself and I can’t think of a better expression to sum up this piece of shit.

In the intro there’s a black man and his son slowly moving through the farm at night on the tractor. The dumb ass scarecrow throws the father backward in a poorly done CGI move, thrusting him into a pitch fork, horizontally through his torso. I did not see the scarecrow touch the man. It looked like he used 'the force' or telekinesis.

The young boy has now grown into a paranoid hermit writer, named Caleb, living on the same farm his dad got killed in; I think it’s the same farm. You know it does not really matter. Caleb, played horrendously by Tony Todd, babbles on about crap nobody cares about. He has written several books about his experience with the scarecrow.

A couple of college kids arrive at the farm at night and as part of a sorority initiation they must steal the scarecrow in the field. The whole thing goes horribly wrong when Caleb shoots one of the kids, David, for trespassing. David’s spirit is caught in the scarecrow and the movie continues to be lame and stupid. It seems that the Dave scarecrow is now chasing his human girlfriend Mary to be with her.

Meanwhile, back at the frat house, the guys, a bunch of Marine wannabes wake up when Mary knocks at the door and asks for help to kill the scarecrow. Gaby, the leader, utters this corny line: "I’ve got my boys, we live for this kinda shit." Only two of his boys work with him against the scarecrow. The rest die I guess, at the hands of the scarecrow. Gaby has this thing called a Bumblebee bazooka or flame-thrower. I looked it up online and I don’t see it, maybe he made it up? So when the scarecrow comes at them the Bumblebee doesn’t work. So they run (lol).

There are tons of disorientating shots and CGI crap and special effects that actually harm the film more than do it any good. It seems to me as all they had was a barren field, a shack, and an apartment in which they could only use two rooms. The shots were close to the face and the editing was amateurish at best. Tony Todd, aka Candyman, even sucked in this one. I thought he acted stupid.

At the end we have two scarecrows. Karl, Dave’s ex best-friend, and Dave. There’s good stunt fighting here by Todd Rex who plays one of the scarecrows and choreographs the fight. Good fighting, but not nearly enough to save the film. Why did they leave this stuff till the end. In the first movie we see the scarecrow more, doing flips even. After a short battle Dave scarecrow whacks Karl scarecrow a fatal blow tossing him into a nearby wheat shredder. Yes, there’s a large industrial shredder in the middle of the field which we never saw before?! Mary than whips out the bumblebee, from god knows where and shoots her boyfriend ,turned scarecrow, turn shredded mess. Who the hell fixed that bazooka for her and how did that shredder get there? These are some of the questions that torment me as I am forced to review this thing.

None, and I repeat none of the killings are satisfying. The story is a disaster and it all takes place at night, with eerie lighting and disgusting acting. I do not know how I survived this. Steer clear of this film!

- Jorge Antonio Lopez

 

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