SHOCK 'EM DEAD
a.k.a.: ROCK 'EM DEAD
(1991)
This movie's got everything to become a classic! A masterpiece of the worst
all around! No other trash movie has achieved such failure, however, I
believe people should have a better sense of humour.
The quality of this movie is what makes it looks so funny! Come on! Gimme
a break! Don't come up with those shit like Academy Award or other craps
like that! Who gives a fuck if these actors haven't won any of those stupid
fake awards!?!
As you should know by now...I live in Brazil and we all, brazilians,
have to stand shit like this! They come from all over the world! We say!
Go ahead, we have nothing to lose...fuck this shit!
Now, what the hell? We all must have an open mind to all the crap that
come from other countries! We all must know how to separate the good stuff
from the crappy stuff!
Shock 'Em Dead is one of the worst movies I've ever seen in my entery life.
Would you believe if I said that I've seen it so many times that I know
most of the lines from the script!?
Now, you ask: "If it really sucks, why the fuck did you see it again?".
I say: "It sucks so much that it's comic...pathetic! It sucks so much that
it became a comedy!"
That's what I call sense of humour!
I really think you should stop at the nearest video store and watch it
yourself!
Not to mention that it's really surprising that Traci Lord doesn't give
a blowjob through the entire movie!
This world has gone crazy!!!
If you don't trust me and wanna hear from someone who "knows" about movies and stuff, read this review from www.tvguide.com.
"While entertainment executives and apologists smugly deny
any causal relationship between heavy metal music and
devil-worship, exploitation filmmakers perversely crank out
one horror flick after another that confirm every
fundamentalist minister's worst suspicions: heavy metal
summons demons, corrupts youth, creates maniacs,
subverts Western civilization. There's seldom any real
criticism aimed at the music industry or fans in these films; in
fact the trappings of pop superstardom are childishly
glamorized. This trend would be worthy of study if only the
movies, like SHOCK 'EM DEAD, weren't so utterly shallow
and forgettable.
Martin (Stephen Quadros) is a pathetic nerd with a dream: "I
wanna be the greatest rock star in the world, and everything
that comes with it." After failing an audition for the rising
band Spastique Colon, the despairing wannabe seeks a
weird voodoo priestess (Tyger Sodipe) who grants the kid's
wish--by helping him sell his soul to Satan. He's quickly
transformed into Angel, supercool axmaster guitarist and
quasi-vampire, who must kill regularly to survive. He wastes
all the competition for the Spastique Colon gig, literally
murdering conceited frontman Jonny Crack (Marcus Grupta)
and taking control of the band himself. Angel also desires
the group's beautiful manager Lindsay Roberts (Traci
Lords), but she's betrothed to musician Greg (Tim Moffet).
Greg's jealous prying uncovers Angel's true nature, and
ultimately the fiend is destroyed onstage before an
approving audience of metalheads, who think the gore and
pyrotechnics are just a spectacular act.
The picture doesn't take itself very seriously, and if SHOCK
'EM DEAD had more and better jokes it might have made
amiable camp. The satire improves a notch in the second
half, with venerable Hollywood heartthrob Troy Donahue as a
talent scout for Casualty Records, who enthuses over Angel:
"I haven't seen anyone like him since ... what's his name bit
the bat's head off!" Quadros portrays the hellish headbanger
looking like Michael Jackson in an
Elvira-Mistress-of-the-dark wig. Former porn star Traci
Lords plays the imperiled leading lady straight, and gets a
tame onscreen treatment--nude scenes are mainly
apportioned out among a trio of Faustian chicks who
comprise Angel's evil entourage. SHOCK 'EM DEAD
marked the final screen appearance for the late character
actor and B-movie perennial Aldo Ray, typically cast as
Angel's grouchy first victim.
The visual effects are chintzy and sparingly used. As for the
sound effects, Michael Angelo of the band Nitro gets
credited for "guitar wizardry," with additional riffs by David
Celentano. (Violence, substance abuse, profanity, sexual
situations, nudity.)"