Finally! A slasher clown movie that delivers the goods – and plenty of intestines to go with it!
This low-budget gem opens with a dirty carnival song that reminds me of many Tom Waits pieces that I was forced to listen to as a young girl. 100 Tears focuses on a writing team who compose a local tabloid paper; at first they argue whether to publish a story about a string of homicides committed by someone called the Teardrop Killer, or something obviously fictitious like aliens communicating with zombie leprechauns.
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"Or, maybe we could follow the Loch Ness monster around the set of Jersey Shore."
The acting and the dialogue are decent for something that looks like it was filmed over a weekend in a bunch of random warehouses and at friends' houses.
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| "Did you remove my Delicates load? There was a VERY important wig in there!" |
The dreaded Teardrop Killer wastes no time in garnering pity through inane monologues or flashback montages – he just chops people up with a big-ass cleaver. And that's why we love him.
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| "Anyone order a Blonde Redhead?" |
There isn't a whole lot to analyze in this film because I don't think it was put forth with the intent of being analyzed. Does the midget carnie embody the underrepresented working-class folks who entertain the proverbial privileged masses? I doubt it, but he adds a lot to Gerty the Clown's story that Gerty himself is not readily providing (because he's too busy chopping people up).
All-in-all I'd keep this one for viewing again; always with a different group of folks (or the same awesome ones) and some delightful beverages.
