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One Disc
1.33:1 Aspect Ratio/Pan &
Scan
Mono
Run Time: 94 Minutes
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Not Rated but contains any number of perversions, profanity and violence
Let me ground everybody firmly in the kind of humor I like. I love John
Waters, subversive and repulsive cinema since the early seventies. I hate the
Farrely Brothers. I don't believe they have an original bone in their bodies,
basically recycling what Waters has been doing for the past thirty years. So
what we have is two types of gross out comedies. The thing is, compared to John
Waters' films, the Farrelys are homogenized. Softened. Still repulsive and
bizarre, but not so far over the top that you can be infected by one of their
movies. So, like Waters I suppose came Peter Jackson initially.
"Peter Jackson," you say, "wasn't that guy up for best
director last year?" Yes, Peter Jackson, director of Lord of the Rings
started out very differently with strange splatter/gross out comedies starting
with Bad Taste in 1987, a film about aliens landing in New Zealand and a
crack squad of citizens try to take them down. You may have seen the video box,
it's the one with the alien flicking you off. A little later, he made the slick
and hysterical Braindead (known as Dead Alive in the states) a
zombie comedy with the most blood I've ever seen. Between the two of these, and
before he grew up and made the Academy Award nominated Heavenly Creatures with
Kate Winslet, Jackson decided to parody the Muppet movies and created The
Feebles.
Well, how to even begin. For much of the running time of this film,
Fiancée Willow Rosenberg and I sat in stunned silence, occasionally breaking
that with a chuckle at the absurdity of it all. The entire thing takes place in
a Television studio where The Feebles (a race of animal beings that all live in
the studio) prepare for their first live show that night. The show is produced
by Bletch, an enormous walrus who's been dating the show's star Heidi the
Hippo. When we first see Bletch, he's having sex with a Siamese cat hell bent
on being the next star.
A Hedgehog named Robert shows up with a speech impediment that would make
Pontius Pilate proud (not the real Pontius Pilate, the one played by Michael
Palin) with an ambition to join the show. He falls in love with a poodle who is
being targeted as a possible porno actress by the filmmaking rat who lives in
the basement and currently makes. . .are you ready for this. . .anteater/cow
porn. On top of this is a promiscuous rabbit that finds out he has AIDS, a
heroin addicted 'Nam Vet frog knife thrower and a large fly reporter that hangs
out in the sewage system below the theater. And there's the director of the
show, dying to add his song about sodomy to the show.
The movie is way too long for its own good. This kind of thing is better
served in smaller helpings or at least with more story surrounding it. Pink
Flamingoes, the grand Godfather of all gross out comedies, banned in
several states, really only had a handful of major gross out gags in the entire
film, surrounded by an absurd but interesting story. Meet the Feebles goes
the other way, jettisoning the story except when it serves their needs and
jamming gross out gags into nearly every minute of the film. This results in a
breakneck speed that leaves the viewer feeling kinda hollow as it approaches
its climax. Twenty minutes could have been cut, twenty minutes worth of gags
and I would've put this up at three and a half stars, but it takes too long to
get where it's going and throws too much at us to be very likable.
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Thanks to our good friends over at the omnipresent Internet Movie Database, I found out two
important things about Meet The Feebles. First off, it was shot on 35mm
film, when I'd assumed 16mm (which to anyone who knows film knows it's a
compliment to say 16mm looks like 35mm, but not when you go the other way) and
secondly it was shot in 1.85:1
flat Widescreen. So, our image, first off, commits the grand sin of
releases, pan and scan.
Secondly, there are so many scratches present, I began to wonder if they were
there on purpose, so it would feel like we were watching a snuff film, but
until I hear otherwise, I'll be forced to assume they were the product of a
poor print poorly transferred. There is so much pixelization present that at
times the picture looks like a VCD. Then, the image stand to be brightened a
bit. Perhaps the film was dark, but I'm betting not David Lynch dark. What
results is a muddy picture where characters all but disappear into the
blackness, pulled by some leviathan in the abyss.
AUDIO QUALITY ![]()
Well, through research I couldn't find out what type of audio was on this disc. It sounded like mono and there were no references to the audio type on any of my sources, (amazon.com, the
back of the case) but in any instance, the audio is just a hare above the
picture quality. (Didja see what I did there? But don't worry, that hare
DOESN'T have any STDs) The scratches that are everywhere in the film are nicely
accompanied by pops and hisses and an overlying hum throughout the film.
Everything seems to have been mixed to the exact same high volume so it becomes
a cacophony of noise as it builds to its very loud climax.
EXTRAS ![]()
Okay, we have a collection of trailers for other movies from this DVD
company that all sound like soft porn titles. Then, we have "interactive
menu" that, while not touted as an extra on the casing, is the closest
thing this DVD has to an extra. We don't even have a collectable card featuring
the chapter stops. WE DON'T EVEN HAVE CHAPTER STOPS!
CLOSING THOUGHTS
I don't know what to say. I'm glad I saw it. I'd heard a lot about it as a
film student. Was it worth it? Well, I paid eight bucks for it at a Best Buy
sale and that's just three bucks more than it would've cost to rent it
somewhere assuming I could find it ANYWHERE EVER. Which I probably couldn't.
So, what does that say? Well, this made us late for a pretty good dinner
engagement, so I could be angry at it for that. But on the other hand, this
along with its far superior companions Dead Alive and Bad Taste (the
former better than the latter) give us an idea where Peter Jackson came from as
a filmmaker, making it all that much more impressive that he had movies like The
Frighteners, Heavenly Creatures and Lord of the Rings in him.
So, buy it if you want to. Or maybe you could borrow it from me.
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