Friday, 9 June 2023

Jack Frost (1997)

Christmastime becomes silly season when a car crash en route to his execution turns serial killer Jack Frost into a mutant snowman, allowing him to pursue revenge against the sheriff who put him behind bars. Necks are snapped, a woman is turned into a Christmas tree decoration, a sled becomes a deadly weapon, and -- in a scene that apparently reduced James A. Janisse to a quivering, Karen-y wreck -- a debuting Shannon Elizabeth is apparently raped to death by Jack's, erm, appendage. This is tasteless, cheap, and wickedly funny, and dare I say it has shades of "A Nightmare on Elm Street" to it at times. It's a shame the sequel was actual garbage, but we connoisseurs of crud will always have this gem. "Blow me!"


















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