Gobble gobble… This is about a group of college kids, getting together during Thanksgiving break and being tracked down by a psychotic killer turkey from hell. So taking a break from all of the regularly scheduled Oscar programming, a group of friends and myself decided to kick back, have a couple of cold ones and watch ThanksKilling. I want you to take a moment here and look at the cover for this. It says that it stars “Turkie”, prepares you for the ultimate low-budget experience and promises you boobs within the first second. Upon watching this, I’ll say that this is true to its word, and delivers on everything that it pledges to do.
While this is surefooted in its schlockiness, I will say that if you watch this in the proper environment, you’re going to have a good time. This was made in 2009, a time where irony, self-awareness and meta are things you routinely see in movies, and the characters featured here are all playing raging stereotypes: there’s the cool guy, the redneck, the slut, the virgin and nerd, and this is three years before the Cabin in the Woods. It never makes logical sense why these characters are hanging out with each other, because the friend groups that these five characters would run in shouldn’t intersect on any Venn diagram, but I suppose when your movie stars a talking, killing turkey puppet that can successfully imitate a human being, that’s the least of your concerns.
To my knowledge, there are only three limited choices for Thanksgiving themed horror: the short that is advertised in the middle of Grindhouse, this, and its sequel. I will give ThanksKilling this: it commits to its premise. It goes full retard and is gleefully intentional in every exaggerated decision it makes. It pushes the envelope in a number of places so brazenly, that this is the first movie in a long time to succeed with shock humor for me; I just so wasn’t expecting this to go to a lot of the places it dares to breach, and if you’re easily offended, this probably isn’t for you. I mean really, it’s a turkey that violently murders people in an assortment of different styles, and if you’re can’t wrap your brain around that, you might as well not even take the time. If this was longer, it may wear out its welcome, but at 70 minutes, it keeps its edge and remains entertaining. This is the kind of movie that will make a JonBenet Ramsey joke three times and not even think to bat an eye. It’s over-the-top for the sake of being over-the-top, and I would be lying if I said that I didn’t have a great, raucous time.
ThanksKilling (2009) **1/2
– Critic for Hire