Directed by: Jason Read, Starring: Lynn Lowry, Charlotte Mounter, George
Sweeney, Dawn Perllman, Gary Shail. Comedy horror, UK 2019, 30mins.
A Robo Films & Misty Moon Production. US premiere at Wastelands
Cinema in April 2019.
Low-budget auteur Jason Read follows up his 2018 short RIPPER TOUR with
a biting satirical portrayal of the devastating psychological effects of Care
in the Community. No, not really – it’s actually a South London SUNSET BOULEVARD
with cult genre legend Lynn Lowry playing a fading psychopathic ‘B’ movie
version of Gloria Swanson’s Norma Desmond.
Penned by Michael
Haberfelner from Lynn Lowry’s concept, it’s a tongue in cheek love letter to
the magic of the ‘B’ movies, and a vehicle for Lowry to bring to life various
fictitious movie roles once played by her character ’Megs Topplethwaite’.
Relying on home care
nurses, Megs has a penchant for takeaway food, and a rather deadly taste in
home delivery men. There’s more than just skeletons in her closet, as Charlotte
Mounter’s fake nurse and memorabilia thief ‘Becca’ is about to find out...
Lynn Lowry is wonderfully
effervescent as she effortlessly weaves between pathos and camp, breaking the
fourth wall with her addresses straight to camera and meta in-jokes about using
digital instead of celluloid. Lowry’s clearly
having a ball as the gloved strangler from ‘Gloves of the Strangler’, and the other
colourful incarnations she inhabits with such delicious aplomb. Director Read
even throws in some gleefully pastiche ‘clips’ from her supposed ‘B’ movies for
added flavour. The served up smorgasbord of delivery men include writer
Haberfelner himself (afforded a nasty throat attack from Ninja assassin
‘Crystal’). Then there’s a visit from George (‘The Sweeney’) Sweeney, and a
pizza delivered by QUADROPHENIA’S ‘Spider’, Gary Shail.
Considering the
ludicrously ambitious 2-day shooting schedule, not to mention (but I will
anyway) the incredibly modest crowd funded budget (£4k), director Jason Read,
producer Stuart Morris, and the entire cast and crew somehow manage to deliver up
a tastily ripe, ribald treat with their affectionate tale of mid-terrace
terror.
Paul Worts
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