My Movie Collection: Movie Thirty-Seven - Clown Motel
Where to start with this? Do I start with the good? The bad? I am pretty certain that they are one in the same. Let's just jump into it.
A group of miner clowns (yep, clowns that mine gold) are killed off by a group of people that are trying to steal said gold. The ghosts haunt a motel where the aforementioned miner clowns have their residence. The Clown Motel of the title.
Quite a few years later two completely different groups of unlikable characters become stranded at the Clown Motel and are systematically killed off until the movie abruptly ends. Cue cheesy rap song.
I may make this movie sound unbearable, but it is a good deal of fun. Ari Lehman (Jason in the first Friday the 13th) is one of the clowns and he randomly has a tirade about how you must respect the testicles. Two women have a spur-of-thr-moment and unironic pillow fight. A clown with a fake pig nose has tiny party hats covering his nipples. A bachelorette party takes an impromptu trip to a metal club. Nether regions are massaged by a severed arm. There is a Zippy the Pinhead clone for all of you Freaks/R. Crumb fans.
I will stop now, because I really do not want to give away any more. I am not sure if it is meant to be as funny as it ended up, but it is a joy. A shit encrusted gold chain of exploitation goodness.
I cannot stress how stupidly off the wall this movie ends up being. Grab a group of friends, buy or rent a copy of this and have a great time watching the absurdity. I think that I have now found another favorite movie. I highly recommend that you check it out.