I am a huge fan of low budget horror movies that are so bad that they end up being funny. Some of my favorites include: "Wizard of Gore", "Blood Feast" and "The Demon Lover". Those were all great because they were so dumb and cheesy and were perfect to bust out when you and some friends are looking for a good laugh. I expected at least that much from this one which came packaged with three other similarly made low budget horror films called "Sleazy Slashers".
Let's get right down to business. If your movie is centered around a psycho scarecrow with a ridiculous pumpkin head, do yourself a huge favor and don't spend too much time explaining why said scarecrow is killing people. It's pretty much a given that psycho scarecrows aren't out there to hang out and drink beers. They've got to be killing folks. End of story.
Obviously, the filmmakers in this instance didn't get that memo because they go a long way towards trying to give this psycho scarecrow a purpose in "life". And that makes for some long boring scenes of exposition that just reek of lameness. If it isn't two cops being overly philosophical (read: whiny) then its a tape recorded voice of our heroine doing a voice over explaining the story another character is telling the other characters as the character is actually telling the story on the screen. Its mind bendingly atrocious.
That wouldn't be too terrible if perhaps the psycho scarecrow killing folks was worth watching. I've got to say, of all the psycho scarecrows I've seen committed to celluloid, this by far is the worst at his job. i won't get into specifics, but I will say even a blindfolded scarecrow (psycho or non-psycho) running through a deserted island with a ninja sword has a chance of matching the kill total this psycho scarecrow achieved in this movie.
And that's the real deal breaker. If you aren't going to be a good horror film, at least be a gruesome one. I mean...how do you mess that up? Really pitiful movie not worth the 99 cents somebody might charge for this atrocity of horror filmdom.
