Review

Fucking balls out doesn't even begin to describe it, man. 2001 Maniacs: Field of Screams is over-the-top exploitation cinema at its finest. Starring Bill Moseley, Lin Shaye, a bunch of other people and a whole lotta hot slutty chicks, this sequel to 2001 Maniacs (itself a remake of H.G. Lewis's gore classic 2000 Maniacs) sets out to please lovers of boobs, gore and very non-PC comedy. It succeeds wildly.

Admittedly, director Tim Sullivan does take his time to get things started. After a pretty badass animated opening credits sequence featuring oodles of cartoon boobs, we don't get much in the way of sordid gratuitous thrills other than an elaborate shot-out-of-a-cannon kill scene that ends with a semi-splatterific bang for a good 20-25 minutes. The good stuff is delayed by all the set up: the Maniacs can't get good Yankees to butcher for their annual festival (which they have to have to get revenge for some massacre and ward off a curse) so they hit the road - meanwhile a Celebutante reality show starring heiress sisters is on the road looking to get some good footage of the girls with hicks, y'know cause it's funny. Anyway, all of this takes its time and there's some making out and near boobage, but nothing too extraordinary. But, just when we started to lose hope that 2001 Maniacs: Field of Screams would deliver the over-the-top cheap thrills we craved, it went and unleashed a torrent of boobs and gore.

Naturally, these two groups run into each other in Iowa of all places and then the good stuff begins. See, the Maniacs take their time before they start a killing, so the reality show is all, like, "hey, let's like exploit these hicks and get some good footage and y'know party and shit." Which is just dandy for us, because partying leads to boobs. The boobs begin in an amazing pool scene where the celebutante sisters (Katy Johnson and Asa Hope, both hot blondes) are hanging out with their, naturally, douchey-as-fuck boyfriends. Of course the tops come off amidst the splashing and we get to sit back and enjoy their wonders of their bare beautiful B-cups for a good bit. Then some slack-jawed hillbilly rolls on in getting all peepy and the doucheys go to scare him off which has the blissfully bonus-tastic side effect of getting the sisters to mash their boobs together. A little incesty, sure, but just a little.

The boobs continue with the lovely Ms. Alana Curry (also blonde, but, y'know, less ditzy than the stupid sisters). See, she gets knocked the fuck out while her man-friend accidentally hits her head with a board while he watches two hot Maniac chicks get a little bit leztasitc. He drops her at a Maniac doctor who "treats" her by getting her up on an operating table in her bra and panties and running a circular saw through her coochie to the rest of her body which somehow makes her top fall off before it gets to her boobs thus freeing her beautiful puppies and splattering them with blood before it chops through her torso. It's awesome, obviously.

Anyway, there are a lot more boobs and if we got into that much detail about all of them, then we'd be hear all day which means we'd never get to the bar and that would be a fucking tragedy. So, we'll summarize. There are some boobs from Maniac hotties seducing a dude before, y'know, killing him. There's some hot boobs from both a Maniac chick and the lezzy producer of the reality show in a hot lesbo-sex-to-death scene. There's some clothed incest between Bill Moseley and his grandma. There's some fucked up racial dynamic shit involving some hot black boobs. There's an amazing eyes-exploding-out-of-a-dude's-head scene, some insane dismemberments, extreme cannibalism (to the point where we kind of felt like we wanted to puke), extreme splatter, faces ripped off... just all kinds of crazy shit.

Really, our only serious complaint (other than that whole slow-to-start thing) is the budget. It just looked a little too slick - not Hollywood slick, mid-grade HD Digital video slick. It all seemed just a little too professional or something which detracted from the craziness just a smidge. Still with all the craziness that goes down that smidge doesn't add up to much (by the time we got to the scene where the dude chows down on another dude's freshly-severed balls, we'd stopped thinking about slickness and merely whether the trash can was close enough to puke in. Plus, the boobs do look better with the very clear camera work so we guess we shouldn't complain. In summary, it like hot boobs and excessive gore, then you need this movie.

 -- Rick Stanko