March 4, 2008
"Let’s play a game," says the horribly disfigured visage of a teenaged boy. "It’s called scary noises."
The revolver he is holding is loaded with one bullet. He flashes an insane grin, then points the gun at the girl tied up in the chair.
Sweating and terrified, she must be thinking, "This is the end."
He pulls the trigger – click.
"Isn’t that a scary noise!? Wanna hear it again?"
Click.
Click.
I’m not going to tell you what happens next. You need to see "Night of the Comet" to find out.
I will say this though – the suspense kills.
"Night of the Comet" has everything "Grindhouse" meant to emulate – laughable acting, corny one-liners, a ridiculous plot and, of course, zombies.
The crucial difference is the time period: "Night of the Comet" can easily be spotted as a product of the '80s.
The movie starts with pretty much everybody in the world being super-excited for a comet that’s going to pass overhead. When it does, however, most people are turned into orange dust.
Two sisters are among the very few survivors left to fend for themselves in a world that has been abandoned. The resulting journey is both funny and awesome in the way only a B-movie can be.
And I haven’t even explained the zombies or the crazy stockroom boys at the mall or the evil scientists or why one of the main characters dresses up as Santa Claus and fights a 7-year-old boy.
Yeah, "Night of the Comet" is that kind of movie.
Don’t watch it for the plot. Don’t watch it for the script or for the acting.
Do watch it, though.
Sometimes you watch a movie, and instead of you watching it, the movie happens in front of you; such is the case with "Night of the Comet."
Rent it, watch it with friends and enjoy some popcorn. You’ll have a blast.
