Review Written by J.D. Malinger on May 17th 2012
www.bloodsprayer.com Review of MOURNING WOOD (2010, Fat Foot Films)
Welcome to the small town of Slutton (pronounced Sloo-ton), site of one of the largest disappearances in American history. Meet Dr. Jacob Pendleton, a mad scientist who has produced such brilliant and classic products, necessary for modern existence, as FartX, Stiff Again, Dick Killer Condoms and his latest brilliant creation, ShamPube.
Unfortunately, ShamPube has some nasty side-effects. Namely, those who are exposed to ShamPube turn into horny, pelvic-thrusting, ejaculate-fountaining zombies. Anyone getting hosed down with zombie-spunk becomes a spunk-zombie.
As an aside, some words, no amount of journalistic experience prepares you to write.
As the spunk-zombie plague spreads, it falls to a big-chinned used-car salesman, Dr. Jacob Pendleton, and four burn-out stoners trying to make a short film while high to save the world from being drowned in undead bukkake. Do they stand a chance in hell?
As a film, MOURNING WOOD is pretty much exactly what you expect it to be. It’s trashy and juvenile, packed to capacity with cheap jokes about masturbation, flatulence and marijuana and as much fountaining white-tinted methyl cellulose as possible. To cap it off, it was shot with a handheld camcorder, with all the attendant audio and video issues, and shakiness as well.
What you may not be prepared for in going in to MOURNING WOOD is how damn funny it actually is. The comedic timing is excellent, and interspersed with the toilet humor are some brilliant sight-gags and truly funny dialogue delivered as throw-away lines. But definitely a good time, and you should definitely give these films the ol’ looky-loo.