MOVIE REVIEW Don't look for any good taste from the raunchy 'Club Dread'
Too bad it doesn't live up to its humor potential.
KNOXVILLE NEWS SENTINEL
"Club Dread" tries for the cinematic equivalent of a Reese's cup: "You got a horror film in my sex comedy!" "You got a sex comedy in my horror film!"
If the two ingredients don't add up to one great taste, that isn't surprising considering the genres. "Club Dread" is aiming for tastelessness, not Oscars, and in that respect it does a great job. It has absolutely no socially redeeming value.
What the movie does have is a scattershot approach to humor that often hits but rarely sticks. It's the latest effort from the comedy troupe Broken Lizard ("Super Troopers").
Pleasure Island setting
"Club Dread" takes place at Pleasure Island, a Caribbean resort owned by Coconut Pete (Bill Paxton), a laid back songster whose credo is "have a good time all the time" and "always eat the worm." The resort attracts college kids looking to drink, smoke some weed and hook up with members of the opposite sex.
Not long after a boat drops off the latest batch of guests, three staffers are killed by a machete-wielding fiend, but their bodies aren't found until later. Meanwhile, aerobics instructor Jenny (Brittany Daniel) helps substitute masseur Lars (Kevin Heffernan) settle in while rebuffing the advances of tennis instructor Putman (Jay Chandrasekhar).
Diving guru Juan (Steve Lemme) scopes out virginal student Penelope (Jordan Ladd), whose name he rhymes with cantaloupe. "Fun Policeman" Sam (Erik Stolhanske) makes sure everyone's having a good time, while Pete's nephew, Dave (Paul Soter), stays on a not-so-natural high.
Once the staff members discover their slain comrades, everyone comes under suspicion. However, acting on instructions from the killer, they try to keep the guests from finding out.
Scripted by Broken Lizard (Chandrasekhar, Heffernan, Lemme, Soter and Stolhanske) and directed by Chandrasekhar, "Club Dread" is more about jokes than scares, but it does have some good jumps. Sadly, its pattern of false alarm/false alarm/attack grows dull, and the revelation of killer and motive is weak.
The film offers lots of raunchy and absurd humor but fails to take advantage of all its potential.
Although the entire cast is appealing, Daniel ("Joe Dirt"), not a Broken Lizard member, has the best lines. Hmm, another commercial comes to mind: "Blondes have more fun -- at Club Dread."