LOVE IN THE TIME OF MONSTERS, and if that title put you in mind of the late Gabriel García Márquez and his Love in the Time of Cholera, I'm quite sure that's inten-tional on the part of the moviemakers, Matt Jackson (the director, shown below) and Michael Skvarla (the screen-writer).
Cholera," "Monsters" proves equally so in the comic horror area, though its provenance is nowhere near as classy as that of Señor Marquez's now-classic novel.
Not that there aren't a number of funny moments here. There are indeed, and some of these are quite dryly delicious. My favorite: a cop car pulls up to driveway of a vacation resort (which has a reputation for trouble) and sees one of the resort's fabled "Bigfoot" impersona-tors feasting on the flesh of a recently deceased victim. "Well," the policeman mutters, "this is new."
Michael McShane, shown at right, three photos below) who fancies himself a "patriotic American." His TV commercial for the park is one of the funnier things in the film: ridiculously all-American yet clearly made and spoken by a non-American.
Kane Hodder and Doug Jones (below, left, and excellent, as always, in the role of the single "scientist" in the bunch), others less known but quite good -- do a fine job of bringing that dialog to life.
Moose Murders to Piranha. The final 20 minutes include the real gore fest, nudity, and a gross-out finale complete with requisite last shot that, under better circumstances, would indicate a sequel or two. I rather doubt that possibility, but -- hey -- you never know!.
here to start the ball rolling.