Oh my fucking god. It took director Francis Teri half a year to raise the money needed for this movie? Was he working for minimum wage at a car wash? Cause this surely, surely has a budget of about $600. Right?
When and why exactly did the comedy self-aware aspect become hateable in movies for me? I guess the late 80's early 90's would be the answer to that is The Suckling is any indication. This movie I honestly had to turn off about an hour in, cause I was tired and drunk and the movie was just making me angry and fall asleep at the same time.
Terrible actors, terrible dialogue, again an okay looking monster, but all in all a fucking ridiculous and utterly painful mess of a flick which makes you constantly wonder how much longer there could possibly be. That's what we he right here. Ooooooh yeah.
Sometimes your movie marathon will have a five star, Blood Rage slasher. Sometimes it will have an amateur as fuck, zero star The Suckling. I guess that's just like life. The Suckling is life, in other words. Which is why I guess I will elevate it to 1/2 star.
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