Article: Worst of the Worst Vol. 1

Ok, I'm going to be perfectly frank, the film in which I'm about to discuss is one of the worst films ever made.

The Abomination 1986

Ok, I'm going to be perfectly frank, the film in which I'm about to discuss is one of the worst films ever made. It's a sight so horrible, that its name rings true, even in literal terms. It's one of those things that you wish could be easily tucked away, under the neo-cortex system, blindly hidden away under soft pink tissue, forgotten by man and society, but to the chagrin of the unsuspecting viewer, it sticks with you, like a case of incurable genital herpes. It is 'the Abomination'.

There it sat--Silently on the video shelf covered in dust, and overtaken by an annoying cobweb which traveled home with me by means of my shirt sleeve. The box art was something interesting: A pic of a young man wearing sunglasses, with a bloody chainsaw in the background. What more could one ask for, right?

I took the box up to the video clerk as he eyeballed it like it was a huge booger on the side of an ice-cream Sundae. To tell you the truth, I felt almost ashamed, as if I was committing an unpardonable sin. Just about the time I was ready to drop to my knees and beg forgiveness, he brings me the movie(enclosed in a snotty gray hard shelled case) and rings up the price. I was waiting for a lightening bolt to strike me at anytime, but then I remembered I had on rubber soled shoes, and a sudden warm feeling of security came over me.

After finally arriving home, I went in, grabbed a Coke, and prepared myself for 'the Abomination'.

After the film was over, I just sat there and stared directly into a bright blue screen, with the words 'stop' (in white) at the top left corner of my screen. I knew at that very moment that I had witnessed an 'Abomination'. I then snapped into reality and realized that I had just seen a film involving a religious fanatic Mother, a cancerous tumor, and its ability to tell her Son to murder people so he can feed the victims to it.

The director of this film, Bret McCormick (...and I seriously hope he's not related to Living-Dead's own Jim McCormick, 'because that would be an abomination') was obviously under the influence of something greater than a script. About 20 minutes of the film was the same scene over and over, and the acting is completely atrocious. There's a fundamentalist Baptist preacher that will really tickle your funny-bone, and the big glob of latex that the F/x team pass off as an ever-growing tumor (in a cupboard) is almost to the point that it's impossible to laugh. There is, however, buckets 'o' blood, and one helluva decapitation scene involving a chainsaw, but these are the only and every positive aspect(s) of the film. It's quiet obvious that the late 80's was the demise of the standard horror film, and 'the Abomination' is one of the reasons why.

If you can locate this 'almost impossible to find flick', I highly suggest you steer clear, or rent it for the sake of sheer self torture.