Cinematography:
John K. CulleyCast:
David Miller, Sharon Taylor, George Wilson, J. Stephen Peace, Ernie Meyers, John De Bello, Gregg Berger, Jack Riley, Nigel Barber, Eric Christmas, Costa Dillon (more)VOD (3)
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When a high-level government experiment goes terribly awry a group of giant, mutated tomatoes roll through suburbia on a spree of mayhem and murder. (official distributor synopsis)
Reviews (3)
Well, try to imagine a situation where one day you open your fridge and a tomato jumps out and hits you. You'd probably feel as weird as I did after watching this wannabe parody. Despite my fondness for bad movies, I didn't have much fun. And the beginning was so promising. Occasionally there were some amusing reminiscences of famous films (e.g. Jaws with tomatoes floating in the sea and threatening the peaceful bathers). But the rest? Lots and lots of forced humour, lots of absurd scenes that are not funny but mainly embarrassing. John De Bello is not David Zucker, not by any chance. Whatever, the mutant giant tomatoes themselves are fine with their muttering claws, but you don’t get to enjoy them much, rather most of the story is taken up by a kind of spy plot, where a team commissioned by the government searches for the criminals behind the mysterious mutation of the tomatoes. The team consists of a paratrooper who constantly walks with his parachute out, a black man disguised as Hitler, an athlete constantly on steroids and a diver who never takes off his breathing apparatus and sometimes suffocates. Ha-ha-ha. One absurd but boring scene is followed by an even more boring one, and the rolling tomatoes don't save the day. Then there’s the bumbling actor who’s supposed to play he’s panic-stricken, if only there were more moments like that, I could have at least had fun at the expense of the filmmakers, but I just got bored.
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It’s a shame that it was not meant to be serious, I would have laughed a lot more!
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The first moment of the mistakenly acquired feeling of some novel "guilty pleasure" disappears the moment the creators come out with the paint and admit that they want to make a targeted parody. Unfortunately, the awkward parody consists of piling individual gags (which are not funny) on top of each other without any proper plot connection, meaning that the result is a desperately awkward attempt to be funny at all costs. This ensures that John De Bello, the director and screenwriter and the writer of the opening meddlesome song and God knows what else, puts himself in the rather unenviable position of a total bum who has no idea what filmmaking is and whose humor can also be successfully questioned. It’s unnecessary boredom, but it’s true that you don’t see this sort of thing very often.
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