|The Plot: Dwayne and his brother Belial are back once again in a direct continuation of their last film, which took place in the home of Granny Ruth. A woman who has made it her life’s goal to look after the supposed “freaks” of society. After Dwayne freaked out in the last film, he has been put in a straightjacket and is treated like the crazy person of the house – which he is, I might add. If you saw the previous film you might also remember the dirty Belial sex that was going on between Belial and his girlfriend who shares his same abnormality. If you haven’t seen it… it’s totally hot. Anyway, I reckon Belial wasn’t wearing proetction because now his girlfriend is pregnant and everyone can barely wait! So Granny Ruth packs up the van and the whole group (with Duane being dragged along) takes a trip to visit one of Granny Ruth’s old friends; who looked after her son as a young woman. Ruth and her son are soon re-united (he’s a giant with eleven or so arms) and the baby is on its way! Well, 12 babies to be exact!|
The Review: Since my very first viewing of the original Basket Case I have been putting off seeing the sequels. I just never could find the time or mood to sit back and enjoy all the silly craziness of it all; don’t ask me why because I don’t know. I had also read a few terrible reviews here and there for both films and figured I wasn’t missing much. Then, earlier this month I decided to just give it a go. What can it hurt? The second film, which you can find my review for on this site of course, was a surprise and took the series in a far different direction than I was initially expecting. It had its ups and downs, much less violence than the first film and a more comedically driven focus. It did work for the film, but how much more of the same would you really like? Having seen the first and second, by the time you come to the third film unfortunately it feels as if the series has (and forgive me for using the overused term) jumped the shark. The final sequence in the film picks up from where the second film left off – but also seems to repeat the same exact formula. Duane is the freak of the house, he’s trying to get out, he finds a normal girl who he thinks he loves (though this time, since he’s crazy, she barely knows him and certainly has no feelings towards him) and in the end he will do something that jeapordizes everything then he and his brother have to clean up the mess. The only new arch is Granny Ruth’s decision to go publice with her group, and to force the “normal” citizens into hiding like they have been. None of this means that the film doesn’t have its better qualities – but at the end of the experience you have to ask: was this entry in the series really neccesary? I suppose if you’re watching it solely for the fun that a Henenlotter film provides then maybe the answer is yes but for me I know how great he can be; but this script seems a little too forced.
Basket Case 3 has a bit more violence than the previous film in the series, maybe there was a public outcry due to the missing gore back when the film was originally made – or maybe Henlotter just came up with a few very cool ideas for death sequences this time around. The body count for the film ends up around 6, with only four of them being shown on-screen (and only three of those being gory and human beings dying) – but the three very gruesome death scenes I mention are worth the price of a rental. There are other fairly graphic bits in the film – such as birth section of the film. The birth sequence may be one of the most disturbing in memory. Although I think the one from Knocked Up was only slightly more disturbing – because just imagining a baby coming from that special place of Katherine Heigl’s makes me all sad. The birth scene is one of the moments in the film that really stands out. A giant Baleil type creature having a dozen bloody and disgusting miniature Beliel’s – you can imagine why. Also Aunt Ruth’s son chews up the scenery in this scene as the camera operator who is nearly having a heart attack from excitement. Giving us lines of dialogue as the babies continue to pop out; such as “Seven! She’s had seven, straight to heaven! Eight!? Lay ’em Straight!” and of course “Name one of them… bob!”. All of this is obviously improv and only gets laughs due to the fact that it’s so over the top in a bad way that the goofiness becomes contagious. Besides, how often do you see little monster babies that look like giant human hearts with arms strung together like Christmas Tree lights on an umbilical chord? Not very often would probably be my guess. Other sequences include Belial having his fingers licked and his bod massaged by two gigantically breasted beautiful topless women during a very odd sequence. As awesome as it was to see such magnificent breasts; the sequence simply shows how far the series has come from it’s tongue-in-cheek horror roots – and by this film makes its way into the slapstick.
I suppose its an appropriate way to end the series and certainly not a terrible film – but with the promise of the very solid second film and the fantastic original – it still yet another step down. Once you see the first film in the series though, no matter how long it takes, you’re going to want to see the rest of the movies – but just go in with as limited of expectations as you can and you will have a good time here. It won’t be an epic good time; but dumb fun can serve the same purpose from time to time. Three out of five, it’s a good flick but very obviously flawed.