100 Tears (2007)


REVIEWER RATING: 
3/10

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I expect a lot of hate mail coming my way pending this review, but that’s absolutely fine since I frequently go against the grain and critique on my own outlook. And 100 Tears didn’t meet the great expectations I had anticipated.

This was a first time watch for me, as I received the extended director’s cut from Unearthed Films, so I finally found the motivation to check it out. Boy, I wish I hadn’t.

Marcus, I adore you to the edge of the earth, however I struggled to find the immense love from horror fans who turned this low budget flick into a cult classic. Bravo to you for the followers, but I regrettably must decline the ticket to join the bandwagon.

This violent atrocity introduces us to Mark and Jennifer (the charismatic Joe Davison and a self-indulgent Georgia Chris) as reporters hoping to claim an expose featured around a current serial killer (Gurdy, the clown) who has been rampantly hacking up people around the neighborhood. His latest massacre appears to take place at a halfway house in real time - while Mark and Jen are playing up the accolades, they could achieve by uncovering the murderer with their less-than-credentialed investigative tools. Ok, I’ll play along especially after viewing the incredible carnage from Gurdy carrying the largest meat cleaver to ever exist. Plenty of blood splatters and gore for the shock fiends watching, so that held my attention.

And then…
There was more of the same.
Which soon followed…oh my!
Even MORE of the same.

Through the hacking, disembowelments and obsessive decapitations, I strained to understand the motive behind the monster. While a few side stories jump into the repulsive mix (a circus dwarf, Draga with some powerful wit and the self-mutilating Christine who enjoys getting “stranger head” in alleys), these tangents neglected to distract me away from the overall plot…which I still could not find.

Teasers such as two unaccounted people from the halfway house undergo a ridiculous torture session in Gurdy’s terrorizing care, only disappointed me. I expected to see this as a lead to a surmounting climax, but it was just the opposite.

Sifting through the enormous buckets of blood and intestinal meat for a purpose, it turned frugal and I just chalked it all up to a love story gone awry. Still unsure if that is accurate, but I couldn’t find much else to go on.

OVERALL: 
All I have ever read and heard about 100 Tears has been a confident playground of positivity for any horror hound following the genre. I am still questioning my disdain for this, but without any way around it…100 Tears was just not my schtick. To break it down in laments terms, a mute killer clown wreaks havoc through overkilling the overkilled within a short period of time. (Short if you’re a victim; long if you’re a viewer.) A few potential twists in relation to Christine and her “calling” may have been intriguing had the accumulation of connectivity been introduced sooner. So, I did my due diligence, and appreciate the low-budget aspect of this (obviously a local grocer was bought out of his/her red corn syrup by the gallons!) to effectively provide plenty of butchery. However, at the end of the day, 100 Tears bored me to tears.


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