Another Year On The Spit

I'd like to start this year's Horrorfest off with a movie of exceptional equality:

Leprechaun 6: Back 2 Tha Hood

2003

 

This was totally shitty. Once again the movie mythos got a reboot. Now the backstory is that Leps was a wayward guardian of some nameless king's gold - which inexplicably found its way to the hood. There is no tie-in from the previous moive, Leprechaun: In The Hood. Boo. Hiss. Boo.

Anyway, this was such a dismal effort. Even Leprechaun seemed to be going through the motions. He actually attempts to negotiate with his would-be victims before the (minimal) gore starts. It's evident from the first few scenes that the two Blacks with Irish names will be the survivors, so suffering through their fractured loved story was unnecessarily painful.

Rory & Emily...in the hood. Enough said.

 
This had the typical fanfare directors think every movie about "tha hood" should have: poor grammar, misunderstood words adopted as slang, marijuana (and accompanying munchies), booze (sorry, no 40s), drug-dealing, gangs, house parties, thwarted attempts at enrolling in college, and gold-digging skanks,.

I just melted down a antique coin worth $5K to make a gold tooth.

I found it odd that they chose to have people smoking glass bongs, since I don't think I've ever saw anyone in the hood with a bong. I'm sure someone has one somewhere but that's not the usual method of choice associated with smoking weed (which was also uncharacteristically referred to as "bud"). The bongs they showed were actually pretty nice, too...well over what the owner could have afforded pre-gold.

Lep takes a hit.

This was miss-able and the plot was totally not even worth writing about. Where the first Lep in the hood movie surprisingly delivered the goods, this one took a burning piss on the franchise. Yawn.

Tomorrow: Werewolf bites cause polio?