Going for a sort of They Live-meets-body horror vibe, but the tone and pacing are way off compared to John Carpenter's masterpiece. There are some pretty cool things about it, though: The "shunting" special effects climax is one of the most gruesome and disturbing things I've ever seen in a movie, and the acting is a notch or two better than you usually find in cheap horror movies like this.

I think it could have been way better with a little more thought devoted to fleshing out (pun unfortunately intended) the conceit of the movie.

WELL SON, I GUESS YOU WERE RIGHT. I AM A BUTTHEAD

It starts off as your everyday tale of an alienated teenager (played by 28 year old method actor Billy Warlock with Baywatch levels of intensity) who thinks his parents don't understand him and who discovers his sister's got a massive pair of tits on her back.

Then it starts to get weird.

Any film in which the rich *literally* fuck over the poor will never win awards for Most Subtle Metaphor, but who cares, because it's all played for laughs, and anyway, the award for Literally Turning Someone Inside Out By Forcing Your Arm Up Through Their Body is a total lock.

There's something about paranoia horror that can make it come off as ridiculous if the lead character doesn't act smartly, and that's a problem here. I really wish the main character had made better choices. Or that he was better at presenting what's happening to others. The movie takes too long getting to its point, but the last thirty minutes is an amazing bit of suspense and gross-out effects.

.................what was that??

This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.

Apparently this is a classic in the body horror sub-genre (which I didn't know existed) that stars the dude from Baywatch as an outsider in a world of privilege and wealth.

For most of the film it plays out like a standard tale of someone uncovering a secret society of opulence and depravity, but when the discovery is made, boy does it get weird.

It's like Cronenberg meets They Live with the absurdity of something like Basket Case 3.

Favorite line: "Do you want some milk for your tea? or sugar? Or do you just want me to pee in it?"

It starts off as your everyday tale of an alienated teenager (played by 28 year old method actor Billy Warlock with Baywatch levels of intensity) who thinks his parents don't understand him and who discovers his sister's got a massive pair of tits on her back.

Then it starts to get weird.

Any film in which the rich *literally* fuck over the poor will never win awards for Most Subtle Metaphor, but who cares, because it's all played for laughs, and anyway, the award for Literally Turning Someone Inside Out By Forcing Your Arm Up Through Their Body is a total lock.

This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.

um...........just watch it for the bonkers ending!

Ever since that fateful day in October, I've been spouting to my friends about my love for the oddity that is Society. I had the pleasure to rewatch it today and my admiration for it has not died. The humor still gets me and there is still thrill in the shunt. I did, however, notice that the film is sometimes a little slow before the payoff. Fortunately, I still found the freakish populace and conspiracy surrounding Bill Whitney to be exciting and humorous as it was weird.

This shocking exposé on the upper class is one of the grossest, and most informative, documentaries I've ever seen.

There's something about paranoia horror that can make it come off as ridiculous if the lead character doesn't act smartly, and that's a problem here. I really wish the main character had made better choices. Or that he was better at presenting what's happening to others. The movie takes too long getting to its point, but the last thirty minutes is an amazing bit of suspense and gross-out effects.

This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.

DAY four OF 31 DAYS OF HALLOWEEN
I entered this film only knowing about the "butthead" scene. I expected a hilarious horror comedy with special effects to match another favorite of mine, From Beyond. I was not prepared for this. It was as weird like Daniel Clowes's "Like a Velvet Glove Cast In Iron", but with the horror goodness of special effects heavy 80s horror. Sure, the laughs and the tension were fun for the majority of the film, but the final act is where the insanity begins and I never had as much fun losing my mind before.