Killer Pad (2008)

User Rating:

3.8/10   

Director:

Robert Englund

Writer:

Dan Stoller (writer)

Release Date:

5 February 2008 (USA)

Genre:

Comedy | Horror

Plot:

Three pals move into a haunted house in the Hollywood Hills.

Plot Keywords:

Friend | Party | Illinois | Mexican | Dog

Cast

Daniel Franzese	...	Doug
Eric Jungmann	...	Craig
Shane McRae	...	Brody
Emily Foxler	...	Lucy
Jeff Bryan Davis	...	Backwater
Noureen DeWulf	...	Delilah
Corri English	...	Jezebel
Sam McMurray	...	Fire Marshall
Katie Chonacas	...	Constance
Héctor Jiménez	...	Angel
Bobby Lee	...	Winnie
Andy Milonakis	...	Dinko's Geek
Edward Carnevale	...	Joe Molato
Bergen Williams	...	Tina
Christine Barger	...	Gwen

MPAA:

Rated R for sexual humor including nudity, and some violent content.

Runtime:

84 min

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

2.35 : 1

Certification:

USA:R

Company:

Rice Films

Trivia:

The closeup shots of Backwater's (Jeff Davis) hands during the guitar solo in "Rock & Roll All Nite" are actually the hands of the composer, Timothy Andrew Edwards, playing the solo.

Quotes:

Craig: I don't know how I'd feel about having some poor bastard work for free.
Doug: It's un-American.
Fire Marshal: No, you gotta trust me on this one. I mean, he wouldn't mind. Not like when his wife of seventeen years, who he treated like a goddess, left him for Tom at Myspace.com.
Craig: It kind of sounds like your friend might be gay.
Fire Marshal: Why? You gay? Nice apron.

Movie Connections:

References Repossessed (1990)

Almost unwatchable.

Three stereotypical guys...though in this case all three come off as homosexual airheads...move to L.A. to "start their lives" where they are directed to a mansion by a transsexual realtor. After moving in, it's apparent that the house harbors a gateway to Hell, but they ignore this to throw a party under the persuasion of three stereotypical sluts. What had potential to be a decent, tongue-in-the-cheek parody of horror films quickly turns into a virtually unwatchable, unfunny, horribly acted and scripted take on what America has ignorantly considered to be funny for the last ten years: feces jokes, unrealistically slutty teens, midgets, and token racial characters. It's blatantly obvious why this film went straight to DVD with very little marketing. Englund really should have used the alias "Alan Smithee" instead of taking credit for the direction.