DIE DEVELKOK, DIE
A Mike Dobrzelecki Film
TRAILER FOR DIE DEVELKOK, DIE
Mike Dobrzelecki wrote and directed a film that plays on the Groundhog Day theme add violence and purpose that isn't purely internal or lovey dovey. Mike is a super hero creator. Terry Develkok, the man of steel. Fuck Kryptonite. Terry Develkok can't die, and that's something you can take to the bank. No cape necessary. It's in this hero that we find our own struggle with the forces of evil and redemption. Best of all, you can root for Terry D and excpect him to win, like Rocky only bloodier. Ivan Drago is a pussy compared to Terry D. (but don't tell him I said that).
The reason you'll love Die Develkok, Die is due to some excellent casting in Chad Laha. He's got a big. He's balding. He's got that look that screams bad ass motherfucker, and Samuel L. Jackson didn't even open empty out his wallet. His performance is assertive with excellent comic timing and turns up the high heat when the energy level demands it. From there you can just pick your ultimate bad guy whether it be: Creepo the Clown (Dustin Rye), The Preacher! (David Hardin) or Pimp Daddy! (Anthony Thomas). It's a darker version the Batman villain alliance, a cavalcade of sinister characters based on your stereotypical grindy bad folks with distinctly Develkokian touches. The Creepo the Clown make especially the chin is daunting and evokes images of your worst circus nightmares.
I consider works like DDD to be a jumping off point for a filmmaker. It shows what he is capable of. In this instance we have a Mike Dobrzelecki putting together an intelligible movie that is also funny and full of the gooshy gooey yuck with credible baddies and a positive outlook on dark action. It's got a great, feel good moral too and creates a character that will most likely have to return to fight the forces of evil or darkness or bad when the time is right. Son of Develkok? Beware of the Develkok.
THRILL KILLA Zach Shildwachter Film
When you put the words thrill and kill in the same sentence, you automatically have me. As an MLWTTKK lover (that's My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult) the two words have more sentimental attachment that most other pairings. That's just a little tidbit about what my brain said when it saw the title card and received a link for the full short film. The next step would be to actually watch this effort by Zach Shildwachter who wrote, directed and did effects work for the production among other tasks. This is a piece of indie short gold, something to enjoy, and it tops out at 7 minutes so when it's over you can watch it again.
The whole thing starts off with a robbery gone wrong... or at least you think it's gone wrong. What unravels is the reason you watch the film. The twists and turns of a demented human mind, exposed to perfect comedic effect but the kind of comedy that you have to be disturbed yourself to enjoy. It's funny and gross and without any true flaw to speak of. A true festival short (festivals take notice). This movie maybe only seven minutes, but its the best kind of thrill ride (thrill kill ride). Like one seven minute ride on a Gravitron inside a rollercoaster on top of a Scambler.
Also, of note, the soundtrack fucking rocks. Shitty on Blatz, Crows Labyrinth and The High Gears (who fucking rock). If you like the music, most of these bands are putting out material and you should support them as well.
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At the Grindhouse? Let's just start with the internet for now and wish these fellas and their teams extra good luck.