Tori Tooms (Riley Dandy) really just wants to drink away small town Christmas Eve, perhaps with some added sexual debauchery with her long time buddie Robbie Reynolds (Sam Delich), at least that’s what everybody they meet believes when witnessing their shouty mating dance of musical allusions and bad sexual innuendo.
Alas, the robot Santa (Abraham Benrubi) from the toy shop of Tori’s best friends malfunctions and begins a killing spree through everyone our somewhat abrasive heroine holds dear (as well as anyone else it encounters). This is the sort of thing that’ll happen when a company’s robot Santas are built on military technology, apparently.
Given the colour schemes of most of his films, it was only ever a question of time until Joe Begos was going to make a film set on Christmas. The resulting movie is pretty much what I expected it to be: very, very red even when no blood is on screen, full of characters unable to communicate in any other way but drunk shouting, editing that tends to the abrasive, often bordering on the physically aggressive. There’s pretty rude, yet damn funny, humour, characters that shouldn’t be likeable but feel both likeable and authentic, and a finely developed sense of general low budget carnage that’s as much reason for Begos’s aesthetic as it is a result of it.
That Begos’s general approach and the punky/grungy air of the film can annoy the hell out of anyone not in the mood for being shouted at for eighty minutes, or ever, is obvious; when you are, there’s really very little like the man’s movies.
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