Live Freaky Die Freaky

Well, I really don't care if the movie sucked, Billie Joe Armstrong and Davey Havok were in it and even though this may sound shallow, THEY ARE SO FRIKEN HOT! Haa, its just too bad Jade isn't in it ... :-( But whatever, I liked the movie just to hear them. That's okay isn't it? Movie quality doesn't matter to this movie, Davey's in it *drool*.

I know this probably isn't a helpful comment. I just think its cool that Davey's in a movie ...

Um, sorry? Well, the movie's not that great, but for someone like me, who really doesn't give a flying crap, just cares that Davey's in it :-) Oh! And Billie Joe!

I saw this movie at the Chicago Underground Film Festival and must admit that the movie was a big disappointment from what I expected. I figured with the stars involved in this it would have been a little more tasteful. I mean I'm not the type to be offended by movies but this thing was over the top and just made the movie not as enjoyable. That being said it does have its share of quotable, funny lines; which are a nice thing I guess. I'm not a film buff by any means... but I'm a huge fan of Green Day and maybe I'm biased but Billie Joe was the best part of this movie. And his opening song was just so catchy and I can't wait for the soundtrack to be released.

The only reason I bought this film was because of the cast (mainly Davey Havok!) and I must admit that when I watched it for the first time I was shocked by the sexual content and apparent disrespect for the Manson murders.

Director John Roecker claims he doesn't mean to offend, although I'd find it hard not to be if I was anything to do with the subjects. Victim Sharon Tate's name has been changed to Sharon Hate, and Charlie Manson becomes Charlie Hanson, but all this is a weak attempt at detaching them from the real victims.

All this said, though, I admit that the movie is enjoyable if not thought about too deeply! There are a few comical moments, though they are mainly crude. Not for the faint hearted...

It's easy to see why some of the animators flaked out on director John Roecker. Once you see what a pile of crap you're devoting your time to, how can your work seem worth it? Don't be surprised when you see this DVD on the discount racks at Hot Topic. Once you see the cast list, it is apparent that this film was tailor made for the mall-punks who clamor to buy clothing with pre-inserted safety pins that don't open. But indeed the vocal performances are the only reason to sit through this annoying little movie. The cast list is impressive--impressive enough to lure in the curious before they demand their money back.

The program notes for the Chicago Underground Film Festival inform the audience that every line in the film is calculated to offend. It actually should have read "mis-calculated to offend." Every joke misses the mark and most end up being really lame. I almost felt embarrassed for everyone involved. It's really hard to be offended by something that's obviously trying WAY too hard to offend. I get the feeling that Roecker was the kid in your classroom who uncontrollably blurted out random bits of unfunny, snickering to himself while everyone else wish he'd just shut up.

There's no doubt that people will be lining up to see this. I'd also wager that most who do will walk away disappointed. Does this film push boundaries? Yes. But that doesn't mean that it doesn't suck.

A pornographic puppet show that makes Team America look like the Neighborhood of Make-Believe. Equal parts oddly comforting and supremely disturbing, it has a true punk energy: cheap, weird, offensive, and hates hippies and yuppies with equal vigor. But do I hate it, or do I love it? I think the answer is 'yes'.