“War is a pain in the ass!” says Sergeant Jack Stryker (Brian Schulz), recently home from fighting in the shit and looking forward to settling down with his best gal and getting plastered while shooting the Hell out of outhouses with his Nam vet buddies. All of that comes to a screeching halt when Stryker and his amigos learn that there is a crazed Manson-like cult leader (Spider-Man director Sam Raimi) out in those woods turning campers into shish-kabobs. Since he’s also kidnapped Stryker’s girlfriend that means that the soldiers have to dust off their service rifles and start blowing away a lot of satanic hippie scum.
I appreciated the amount of moxie that director Josh (Running Time) Becker put into this movie on an obviously low budget. At all times this movie has a shot-in-the-backyard charm to it that is quite admirable given the sheer amount of action and carnage that gets thrown down in this flick. We get hippies tossing lawn darts into the sheriff, garden shears being plunged into eye sockets and some pretty inventive finger-painting with blood. The extended
Josh Becker, if you haven’t already guessed by now, was a childhood friend of Evil Dead creator Sam Raimi, who along with that film’s star, Bruce Campbell (who also has a cameo as a news reporter) helped Becker get this film off the ground. Becker shows a flair for action and the film really holds your attention during the scenes where people are shooting the shit out of each other. The “dramatic” scenes of the film are less involving and the middle section of the film drags like my cock in the sand, but you really have to hand it to Becker for making a fun flick with such limited resources.
The acting is mostly of the amateurish variety, but Raimi steals the show as the gnarly hippie killer with a grungy wig. He also gets all the best lines of the movie; my favorite being: “Don’t you ever touch the sacrificial fluids, okey dokey?”
AKA: Stryker’s War.