Never,
never fuck with The King! --- Elvis Aaron Presley
Today
was a “Lethal Weapon” day for me; you know those days you don’t want
to do shit, but stare at the walls with a glass of straight JD in one hand
and a gun in the other? Yup, one of those. So I slapped "Bubba Ho-Tep" into my player, not even feeling like
watching a damn movie, but having to since…hey…that’s one of my many
jobs. It took about 2 minutes into this whacked adventure for me to drop
the gun, forget my worries and for an earnest smile to grace my face
again. Written and directed by the father of “Phantasm”
Don Coscarelli, “Bubba Ho Tep” (coming to DVD on May 25, 2004)
turned out to be one of the most unique and sincere pictures I’ve seen all year
thus far. Thank you Don Coscarelli and Bruce Campbell! This movie was
unadulterated magic!
WOW!
Talk about big balls on this animal! Get this; the flick’s premise has
an elderly Elvis Presley (Campbell) and a brother who might be JFK (Davis)
fighting a soul-sucking Mummy at a retirement home. I know what you’re
thinking; the possibilities for high camp are endless! Well, in an
audacious move, "Bubba Ho-Tep", went against the more obvious route by never
venturing into the “too easy” camp zone. Instead, it gave us a kooky
ride, but also brought up all the themes and pathos that comes with
old age. Who knew? I also loved how the film ingeniously used Elvis’s
victory against impotence and the Mummy’s ruckus on his home as
prompting elements to get him back on his feet...feeling alive again and on
his way to redemption. Man, I
was rooting for him like a Lakers tramp on nose candy!
The
film’s dramatic impact was also reinforced thanks to everybody playing
their parts in mucho grounded fashion. That was the main strength of the
whole, in my opinion; both the amazing Ossie Davis and Campbell we’re so
credible in their roles that they came across as REAL people even amidst
the silly-willy circus they were in. That made me care about them on a
very deep level and involved me in the storyline to a ludicrous degree.
Bruce Campbell, in particular, totally bowled me over with his stellar
showcase. I always knew that the hombre was royalty in his own right via
his “Hail to The King” shtick as Ash (from "The Evil Dead" series) but I
am now convinced that he is almost God-like. Bruce played the man with the
burns, as just that, a man and although hints of Ash would surface now and
then, I truly believed I was watching the TRUE Elvis Presley doing his
thing for the bulk of the way.
Now
don’t get me wrong, ghouls and ghoulettes, there was more than one jig to
this dance! This baby wasn’t all thought-provoking themes and tissue
wasting drama. Although to be honest, I did tear up a few times (yes, I’m
as sensitive as a porn star's knob after a hard day’s work), I also
laughed my "boomstick" off left, right, behind, front and
center! If it wasn’t the crude “Kevin Smith would be proud” dialogue
exchanges tearing me a new bung-hole, the uber freaking kool Elvis
flashbacks dry whipping my butt or the witty narration sending me into
giggle fits, it was the slew of circumstantial side-splitting bits popping
out to kill me. You haven’t lived a full life until you’ve seen the
King of Rock and Roll, use his walker as a deadly weapon, fiercely battle
a flying Scarab, or pulling some groovy Kung Fu “stage” moves when
faced against a deadly mummy. I was through the roof in laughter and then
some!
The
last spice in this mad dish was the engaging horror quotient with a
fashion-conscious Mummy running amuck leading the way. Admittedly, I
wasn’t too afraid of the big lug -- the Mummy design itself was fairly
simple (man in suit) -- and I knew damn well that The King would always
prevail. But that’s not to say there weren’t some creepy moments
within the film. Coscarelli put out a couple of expertly built up and
executed spooky sequences that had me gawking in admiration at the skill
and the macabre beauty before me (Elvis’ first meeting with the Mummy is
a great example of that). All that to say, don’t look to be scared out
of your wits, but do expect to relish the gorgeous eerie moments served up
in hefty doses.
Do
I have any beefs with this Bubba? Not really. Some peeps have complained
about the slowness of the picture, but I always enjoyed the company I was
keeping and therefore didn’t mind the even pace, which at the same time,
kind of echoed the “rhythm” of our two aged heroes. I guess my only
minor qualm would be that one of the film’s horror elements wasn’t
milked to its fullest. I’m talking about the evil “Scarabs” that were
introduced early on but then totally dropped out of sight. I wanted to see
the buggers in action during the end confrontation! I’m sure budget had
something to do with that. Inconsequential peeves aside, "Bubba Ho-Tep" was
the coolest (all about the two Elvis’ meeting), the funniest (“From
now on, I'll lube my OWN crankshaft!”), touching (the Priscilla Presley
stuff got me) and unique creation I’ve seen in eons. This flick is truly
a statement on how “low budget” films are where the horror heart truly
is. Thank you. Thank you very much! THE KING LIVES!