I want my 95 minutes back...
Some friends and I watched this last Saturday night, we we're STILL irritated.
No plot. No dialogue. No acting. No special effects. No action. No drama. No screaming. No laughing. No value. No kidding!
I loved the sugar-snorting scene - Co-caine? or Pure Cane?
Basically the film was a bunch of ugly clowns chowing down on "victims" like Sally Struthers in a McDonald's.
I say, "victims", because the morons made no attempts to run or defend themselves.
The security guard was felled by a balsa-wood door frame that he was unable to lift off himself, but which moved up and down every time he breathed. So he lays there, barely even whimpering, as a clown approaches and "chops" his arm off and starts noshing. Mind you, the security guard still doesn't scream, but he DOES whimper some more.
There are some great scenes of people standing still, looking around. One must never underestimate the value of standing directly under a light in a dark room or hallway and not moving a muscle while there are killer clowns shuffling about.
I did notice that while the clowns managed to move faster than a speeding butterfly, the people still managed to get caught. Darwinism? Since it supposedly took place in Florida, perhaps they were frozen in place, unable to figure out the voting cards, and so were easy pickings?
There is also borrowed footage of a hurricane, which is repeated at 60 second intervals, just in case anyone forgot there's a big-ass storm going on outside.
I suppose this is meant to show why no one runs away, but if I realized I was in this film, I would certainly fling myself into the storm with all due haste.
On a scale of 1 to 10, I would give this movie the rating of "If I ever meet the producer, I will pummell him severely about the head and shoulders".