Movie Review: Hobo with a shotgun
First of all, sorry about the lack of updates on here recently. There hasn’t been much to talk about with regards to my short stories. I have been flat out on the novel for the past few months, as well as moving house and all the associated stress that comes with it. Got a few things in the pipeline which I will go into nearer the time.
Anyway, while there is not much at the moment happening with my writing, except for the actual writing part, I thought I would get this blog rolling again with a movie review.
Now, I grew up in the 1980’s and consider bad action movies to be an art form. Watching the likes of Rambo 2, Missing in Action and Commando always brings a smile to my face. However, some of the lower budget outings hold a special place in my heart. And there was no one better to have in a low budget brainless action movie than Rutger Hauer.
Yep – Rutger Hauer, who’s career peaked with his great performances in Blade Runner and The Hitcher, and then took a nose dive into the Straight to Video pile. The guy has never knowingly underacted in his life. This is one of the reasons that he is a legend.
In Hobo with a Shotgun, he returns to form as…well…a Hobo with a Shotgun.
The plot is fairly simple. A hobo arrives in a new city with dreams of buying a lawnmower, but after he saves a prostitute from being raped, tortured and murdered, he falls foul of the evil gang lord that runs the city. He is left with no choice but to give up his grass cutting dream, pick up a shotgun and dish out justice. One shell at a time.
It sounds cheesy, and it is. The plot is paper thin to say the least, but no one cares about the plot. We want to see Rutger chewing up the scenery and blowing bad guys away.
On that score, Hobo with a shotgun definately does not disappoint.
What makes this a little different from the old 80’s movies of this ilk is that its pretty obvious that a fair amount of money and effort has gone into making this look like a low budget 80’s bloodbath. Some of the death scenes had me cringing. One or two made me say “Fuuuuuck!”. Quite a lot of them had me cackling with laughter.
When a death scene involving a man stuck up to his neck in a manhole, a barbed wire noose and a motorbike is one of the less brutal bits, you know that you are in for a good time. If this was a remotely serious movie, the censor would never have allowed half of the stuff to make the final cut. Its only because this movie has its tongue so firmly planted in its cheek that it can get away with it.
Random interesting factiod. This movie was originally a fake trailer for the Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez double feature “Grindhouse” (Death proof and Planet Terror for those that know them seperately). Robert Rodriguez then went about getting this, and the brilliant Machete made into actual movies.
If anything I just said strikes a chord in you, then you owe it to yourself to watch this movie.
They just don’t make em like this anymore.