siff: otto; or, up with dead people

Sometimes a film springs up which tries too hard to become a cult hit. Otto is one of those. Perhaps it is simply the director Bruce LeBruce’s style, but simply mixing some hardcore gay porn with a zombie chewing on roadkill and making fun of a pretentious indie film maker doesn’t mean that you, yourself, are not a pretentious indie film maker.

Otto was certainly interesting, though the ideal audience is really an incredibly narrow demographic. Count yourself out if you aren’t a fan of all of the following: gore, penises, lame dramatic moments, penises in the mouths/asses/chest-wounds of other men, poultry butchering, overdone-yet-still-half-baked ironic jokes, poor cinematography and audio work.

Luckily for me, I still like a few of those things.

I rate Otto; or, Up With Dead People 3 out of 5 homosexual zombie orgies.