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Thou Shalt Not Kill...Except (Stryker's War) - Blu-ray Review

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Thou Shalt Not Kill... Except - Blu-ray Review

3 stars

What a great exploitation idea: the Marines vs. Charlie Manson.  The sentence alone should have grossed $50 million, right?  Not in 1985.  Not by a long shot.  Yet, somehow Thou Shalt Not Kill…Except managed to sear straight into its audience’s brain cells to garner something of a cult following.  Maybe it’s because the film was made from the same grindhouse Detroit gearheads that assembled The Evil Dead and Intruder.  Whether through its B-movie violence or its backyard Super 8 “anything goes” styling, Thou Shalt Not Kill…Except and its message of violence on the home front resonates enough in 2012 to find its way onto High-Definition.

Riffing a bit on Chuck Norris in Missing in Action, Thou Shalt Not Kill…Except begins knee-deep in the tropical foliage of Vietnam.  We’re talking 1969.  For about 12 minutes of the film we are with a group of foul-mouthed soldiers who’ve become fast friends.  In a sudden attack, Marine Sergeant Jack Stryker (Brian Schulz) finds himself wounded in the leg and sent back home to Michigan.

Once back home, there’s some drama with his girlfriend (Cheryl Hausen) because he doesn’t want to be seen as a cripple, but more importantly are the headlines concerning a sorta thrill kill cult.  In a few short months, the whole military mojo reassembles as Michigan militants to take down the group of blood-hungry wack-a-doos, led by a natty-headed scenery chewing Sam Raimi, who shout their blood ritual nonsense to the heavens.

With a tiny budget that even a microscope couldn’t identify, director Josh Becker and his wrecking crew have created a cinematic bloodbath that is as ambitious as it is demented.  There’s a good story kicking about in here – as muddy as it is – that gets sacked by cheesy effects and some awful acting.  Easy to ding, right?  Well, this is B-movie territory (maybe even C or D) and the subpar quality is to be expected.  One either rolls with the ham-fisted punches are leaves the movie alone for another glass-wearing geek to discover.

Righteously grisly and seriously flawed, the movie is also a bit of a glorious mess of odds and ends that should give hope to any independent filmmaker out there scratching around to find his or her movie a budget.  Thou Shalt Not Kill…Except might only be for gorehounds and meatheads who like their violence a bit on the slapstick side of things, but Raimi’s performance isn’t to be missed.

For what it is, Thou Shalt Not Kill…Except is pretty potent trash cinema.



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