Lovesusti The Worst Film Ever

Neive Bellamy Excellent and certainly provocative... If nothing else, the film is a real conversation starter.

Adeel Hail Unshakable, witty and deeply felt, the film will be paying emotional dividends for a long, long time.

Raymond Sierra The film may be flawed, but its message is not.

Reno Rangan Clearly I was delaying this watch for over the past couple of years. Finally, I ended watching it during this holiday season (December 2015). I am glad to get over with it and sad for dragging it this far, because the film was not that bad as I have heard.May be we call it the men's version of the movie 'Teeth'. Since the sexual intercourse is kind of complication for the theme from this movie to draw a better storyline, they have introduced a fictional character that detachable from the human body. That is very funny as well as disgusting.This horror-comedy was average, but very enjoyable and better than being a worse. It was a short flick and had a surprise twist and turns, but the quality to excite us is what's missing. Had a decent story, but the scenes that constructed were not top notch. Being a B movie is that why it passes the flaws' test because of the restricted budget and for not having a top star in the lead. Simply one time watch movie and nothing a big deal about it.5/10

Gino Cox "Bad Milo" could easily have veered into a repulsive display of scatological humor, but instead maintained a fairly restrained tenor throughout. There have been numerous stories about evil doppelgängers, the most famous of which is undoubtedly "The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde." There have also been movies where the doppelgänger was apparently the personification of the male sex drive, as with "Bad Johnson," which I haven't actually seen. Giving the inner demon the appearance of some giant anthropomorphic turd with moray eel teeth, that resides in the protagonist's colon and escapes through his rectum, was a bold choice that presents some comic potential, but undoubtedly alienated many potential and actual viewers. The dramatic question here is how should one confront/acknowledge/manage ones inner demons. We all occasionally respond to people and situations with anger, jealousy and other ignoble sentiments. Should we keep these bad feelings inside, possibly engendering inner conflicts, or should we vent them and confront them candidly, or should we try to find some unrelated activity that allows us to vent our frustrations without involving those who are the proximate source? BM presents two characters with inner demons. One withdraws from society to deny his inner demons any source of inspiration or expression. The other attempts to embrace, contain, placate, then confront his demon. However, I felt the dramatic issue was not explored as thoroughly as it might have been. The demon had only one level of response, to brutally murder. But as people, our darker sides find many levels of expression, such as insulting, slighting, ignoring, ostracizing, humiliating and various levels of violence short of lethal. Simply unleashing the demon to commit murder and mayhem seems a cheap and obvious ploy. What if the demon wreaked havoc in more subtle ways? Instead of physically assaulting the guy in the alley, it might have taken a video of what was a fairly humiliating sequence of events and posted it on YouTube. It could have stolen the businessman's records and delivered them to the FBI, the press and/or his victims. While the film explores daddy issues and how the sins of the father are visited on the son and the psychological impact of growing up in a broken home that has been abandoned by the father (all of which are discussed more intelligently in Robert Brewster's review), we don't see how other characters deal with anger, frustration or jealousy. The film is much better than one would expect and worth viewing. Its consideration of the dramatic issue is narrow but deeper than it might appear at first blush. The production values were adequate and it's always nice to see a film where the cinematographer used a tripod whenever possible. Performances were generally good, if restrained. Even Stomare's performance was restrained.

The Couchpotatoes Well this wasn't horror at all even if there was the occasional blood spatter and some biting by a little cute butt-monster. But it was humorous. Well at least to me it was. Call me a child, I don't care at all, but when there are jokes about poop or farts I automatically have to laugh. And apparently I'm not the only one that thinks it's funny. For the people that hated this movie what can I say? Did you expect that this movie was going to be anything else when you knew it was about a monster living in your intestines? You knew before even watching it that it would never win Oscars or whatever price but is that the point of a movie like this? No, it's just a bit of fun for the open minded. Glad I saw it. I certainly had to laugh more in 90 minutes then in 10 seasons of How I met your mother...

Robert Brewster Where to start with this movie. When I first started watching it I wasn't blown away, the acting was good (I'm looking at you Patrick Warburton) but the main guy, Duncan, just struck me as an unlikable mook. Then the ass demon appeared and the whole thing changed. I suddenly found myself not only laughing at the absurdity of it all but also taken aback by the feels and not the feels that one would imagine having from an ass demon crawling his way back into your ass but more as if he had crawled his way into my heart. The whole shebang really takes a turn when Milo, the brown town demon, crawls its way from Duncan's ruined sphincter to kill the people who hurt him and you start to understand what makes this anxious dork tick. As revealed during a therapy session with a kooky hypnotist, Duncan's father had abandoned him as a child and with Duncan's wife wanting a baby he is faced with something that people with abandonment issues often face. An issue I myself faced and that is the fear that we will end up like our fathers. This point is driven home even more when it is revealed that Duncan's father also has an ass demon and that Duncan's wife is finally pregnant. Upon hearing the news Duncan does exactly what his father did, he turns and runs, unable to process. Did I just find an emotional connection to a guy who spends part of the movie trying to feed cat food to a wide eyed demon that crawled out of his butt? DamnDuncan shows the classic signs of someone who had an absent parent. He feels anxious in supervisory rolls, feels helpless, unimportant, as if what he wants and what he feels doesn't matter. Milo embodies his internal and his external stresses, his desires and his rages, the things he won't let himself address. As he tries to bond with Milo, at the behest of that nutty therapist, it symbolizes not just coming to terms with those parts of himself ("I know you were only dong that for me.") but also coming to terms with the fact that he is not his father. Milo and him take on an almost father/son dynamic toward the end of the film, with Milo calling him "papa" after he had chopped off the poor little guys arm and legs with an ax. That scene itself is one of the most moving parts of the film for a lot of reasons. Not only does Duncan gain control of his darker desires but he accepts Milo back into his ass with the help of his pregnant wife, essentially showing the act of becoming a responsible father helped him accept his own worth. In the end we find Duncan the head of his own company, getting ready for the baby and even taking care of his now invalid father. The gore was a little cheesy and some of the acting was a little ham-fisted but in the end there are a ton of laughs to be found here and enough comically gruesome scenes for any danger dog to scratch his bone.