I’ve seen many strange movies in my time, but none have come close to Poultrygeist. It is politically incorrect, cheaply made, completely over the top, badly acted, and utter nonsense.
Yep, you guessed it: I liked it! 😀
Plot (and I use the term loosely): When the American Chicken Bunker, a military-themed fried-chicken chain, builds a restaurant on the site of an ancient Indian burial ground, local protesters aren’t the only ones crying fowl! The previous tenants, fueled by a supernatural force, take “possession” of the food and those who eat it, and the survivors discover that they must band together before they themselves become the other white meat! (source: IMDb)
First and foremost, it has boobies within the two minute mark! Not only that, but it has a cameo appearance from Ron Jeremy. Thankfully he keeps his pants on, and the boobs aren’t his.
The movie starts with a couple of teens going at it in a graveyard. Both promise to meet up later in life to continue their romance. Poor Arbie turns up years later to meet his sweetheart to find a mass of protesters outside a new fast-food (chicken based) which has sprung up on their old stomping ground. Oh, and that she’s now a lesbian. It’s at this point the film starts a song and dance routine for several minutes.
Arbie takes a job in the restaurant and it’s here that we get introduced to the reprobates who work there. Paco and ‘Hamas’, the burka wearing cook. Her line of: ‘I get so mad I want to explode‘ causes the others to hit the floor and take cover. It’s at this point I knew that political correctness was out the window. Another good sign! Her black bosses reply of ‘Listen Al-Jazeera, I’ll be watching you like CNN‘ made me chuckle.
Next we’re introduced to Carl Jr, who knows Arbie. They debated bestiality in school together. Carl being pro-bestiality. A rather large gentleman enters the establishment and buys a shitload of their food which is, unfortunately, contaminated by a strange green coloured egg. He gulps it down none-the-less then, gets a bit of a rumble-tum, and heads for the shitter with all due haste. That’s the start of the outbreak. Oh, and Paco decides to add his own special sauce to the mix:
… and meets a grizzly end. But fear not, for he is resurrected as a talking burger!
Carl gets frisky with a defrosted chicken which attaches itself to his nether-regions, Hamas helpfully removes said item by ramming a mop pole up his ass. All the while customers are spewing their guts up everywhere. The Colonel has a nibble and heads for the porcelain throne too, where he has the mother of all dumps:
It’s at this point, people start turning in to giant mutant chickens…
Various run-around scenes are next, followed by Hamas being what’s necessary:
I’m not going to spoil the ending, not that there’s any real story anyway, but you do get to see what’s under Hamas’ burka.
The film is completely start raving bonkers and pokes fun at pretty much every avenue of society, whether they like it or not. Like I said at the start, the story is nonsense, the acting is rubbish, the effects are cheap, but it’s just so mad that you’ve got to love it!
Excuse me while I now go and find some other Troma epics…
Rating: – I’m giving it 3.5, but +0.5 for being politically incorrect.