Director: Brian Yuzna
Cast: Billy Warlock, Devin DeVasquez, Evan Richards
Spoilers Within: No
Originally posted 9th March 2016 on Letterboxd.
Despite inching nearer to the big five-o (in another twenty-three years), and despite having a great fondness for the unique grotesqueries of the body-horror sub-genre, I have never seen the seminal Society. Boy, am I glad that has changed.
One of the film’s greatest strength lies in its absolute farcical narrative of a down-to-earth kid (the fantastically named Billy Warlock!) from an upper-class family just trying to fit in, man. Even though it’s clear from the very first scene that things aren’t what they seem, by following Bill’s POV of the demented proceedings, it becomes a great deal of fun to watch. Whereas countless schlocky horror films of the era had the very same format and plot turns, Society avoids being unintentionally funny or dull. It’s partly down to the warped humour that makes the first 70 minutes of bizarre eccentricity better when the final 20 minutes becomes all-out deranged carnage.
Speaking of deranged carnage: Screaming Mad George’s effects work is absolutely fucking horrendous to look at in the greatest way conceivable: with fingers melting into thighs; lips fusing to torsos, and heads remodeled into anuses, it’s hilarious to look at and even more so with the perfectly queued slapstick musical accompaniments. It’s so unbelievably revolting that it had me laughing at just how much its pink-hued gooeyness made me want to turn away.
For very clear reasons, its unique gloopiness gave me vibes of two huge favourites of mine (The Fly and Braindead) and I’m happy to say that I won’t let anyone go as long as I did without watching it.