I’m not a huge fan of “the so
bad-its-good” genre. Most of the time these so-called movies are
really, truly terrible and unpleasant to sit through (Garbage Pail
Kids, Battlefield Earth, Star Wars: Episode 3). But every so often,
ineptitude and fate converge on the event horizon of cinema’s black
hole (read: anus) to produce an experience so bafflingly sucky
and confusing it borders on the remarkable (Plan 9 From Outer Space,
Cool As Ice, The Room).
Birdemic: Shock and Terror falls squarely in the latter
category. Who knows what was going through visionary
director/software programmer James Nguyen’s head when he ‘wrote’ and
‘directed’ his modern homage to Hitchcock’s The Birds. Honestly, I don’t think he
knows. (“If you want to send a message, use the post office,” he
said to the audience before the New York premiere last Friday.)
Honestly, I don’t care. There’s so much wrong with this movie – the
acting, the videography, the Nintendo 64-quality digital bird effects
– but none of the suckitude is achieved at the expense of
quality, so you don’t feel like you’ve been cheated out of anything.
Have a taste:
See? Birdemic isn’t so bad it’s
good. It’s so bad it’s amazing. Go see it and help Nguyen raise the 20 million dollars he needs to make Birdemic: The Resurrection (in 3-D).