Comedy-horror made with a dollar and a dream, "The Scrotum" is a surprisingly well shot little flick that pits an unexpectedly decent final girl against a scrotal monster that comes into being when her boyfriend does some manscaping in a polluted lake. If the movie only has enough of a budget to grant us fleeting glimpses of its tendrilly monster, it otherwise does about as well as can be expected to make its roughly hour-long runtime as entertaining as it can be within monetary and creative confines. Its use of blood and angular shots definitely helps elevate schlocky material clearly inspired by "The Texas Chain Saw Massacre", as does the lead performance of Kelsey Tweed, screaming her lungs out as she's first pursued then ultimately fights back against her beau's bestial balls. I still wouldn't call this good, but it's probably the best testicle monster movie I've ever seen.
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