Often the real appeal of viewing shot-on-video movies is seeing passion emerge from people who are using limited resources and skill sets to produce something unlike anything produced from large studios. Making fun of the cheapness of the effects, stilted dialogue, or poor editing is easy, but if you put that aside for a moment, you can take in how gloriously bizarre some of these films can be when not reigned in by executives looking at marking data. Things competes with The Texas Chain-Saw Massacre (1974) for films that become gloriously unhinged by the time the credits rolls.
The plot of Things (insofar as it has one) is about a man named Doug (Doug Bunston) who, upset that his wife has not been able to have children, forces her to undergo an experimental treatment. Doug’s knucklehead brother, Don (Barry J. Gillis) and his friend, Fred (Bruce Roach) show up and proceed to drink beer, watch TV and occasionally deal with some ant monsters that Doug’s wife has been birthing in the bed room. Things descend into incoherence as the trio fend off the creatures, the mad doctor behind it all, and their own incompitence.
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The majority of the film is confined to one house. The geography of the space is never defined, but there is something claustrophobic about the whole place. The monster effects are cheap and stiff, but Things isn’t afraid to pour on the gore by the third act, and what it lacks in finesse it makes up in volume. At a certain point the film stops trying to make narrative sense all together, and it can have an overwhelmingly numbing experience on the viewer. Like Science Crazed, (1991) this isn’t a film you watch so much as survive, and you will not be the same person when you arrive on the other side.
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