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A mad journey into the mind of the depraved!

A mad journey into the mind of the depraved!
Recommended for devolved primates only!

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

OGROFF (1983)

 OGROFF (A.K.A. MAD MUTILATOR) has got to be one the oddest things I've ever sat through.  What starts out as a really cheap slasher movie (even cheaper than the VIOLENT SHIT series which is the closest thing I would compare it to) warps into a zombie flick about three quarters of the way through and then ends it all off with some unexpected vampire hi-jinks.  The FX are amazingly low-budget.  They include extremely unrealistic Styrofoam dummy heads being hacked off and smashed and intestines being pulled right out of shirts.  There's  almost no dialogue for 95 percent of the runtime (which is a good thing since the copy I have of this is in French) so it all feels like some bizarre silent gore/art flick made on another planet or maybe just the nightmare of a retarded Fangoria reader.          
 Our title character is a Leatherface wannabe who rides an old shitty bicycle (until he upgrades to a nifty motorcycle) and starts the film out with a bang by killing a little kid and chopping him up right in front of his mum.  Somewhere around the 50 minute mark Ogroff amazingly manages to get himself a girlfriend who wears very tight stripey pants.  Because really who wouldn't fall for a cannibalistic, psychopath who lives in a shed full of entrails in the woods and masturbates using his trusty battle-ax?  From there we find out Ogroff has some pet zombies that he keeps in the basement.  Then a zombie apocalypse happens and finally and unexpectedly (like just about everything else that happens in this) Howard Vernon shows up as a vampire priest.  How the hell they got Vernon to appear in this is anyone's guess!
 I think what I love most about this movie is the insane chaotic feel it has where anything can happen at anytime.  There's chainsaw-fu, battleaxe-fu, knife-fu.  Heads roll, legs and arms roll, tongues roll, pretty much everything rolls at some point.  A must watch for gore-hounds who don't mind a zero dollar budget and blatant in-your-face weirdness.

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