night of total terror

okay, so this can't be a real movie review since i fell asleep during the second half of the film. i've written about it before but i've not seen it all the way thru. night of the lepus [latin for crazy fucking huge maneating bunnies] was on tv late saturday night. after a couple of beers the movie became even funny. yes, lepus is one of those flicks that must be seen to be believed. i recall a couple of years ago when anna was teasing me and shouted from the living room about some cornball movie on tv with a giant killer wabbit eating people all up. i came running in and shouted, is it night of the lepus? to which anna gave me this look and said, holy shit i just made that up and there's a real movie about killer bucktoothed furballs?

there sure is, and it stars janet leigh, stuart whitman and rory calhoun. i simply can't believe it got the financing to get made much less the distribution to theaters. but the '70s were big on eco-horror and so someone thought that big bunnies would be a sure bet. the movie is hard to sit thru and the wabbit attacks are just plain silly, with huge close-ups of the furry cuties which then cuts immediately to a hacked up body. and that's it.

i think the plot involved pollution that made the bunnies grow all big. but i can't tell you how it ended because i was on my third beer and mr sandman stole me away before the movie ended. even so i think it might be worth seeing all the way thru. if your a masochist, that is, and yep, you got it, i is one, for gawdawful movies. perhaps it was a night of total terror. or maybe just boredom. i for one love it when films relish in their campiness and i think this one does just that. it doesn't get any shittier than that.