Review:
"Cult Classic" Basket Case

Basket Case is often described as a "Horror Classic", "Pure Genius" or even "Bloody Awful", depending on who you ask. After seeing an ad for it a while back, one of which pretty much traumatized me, I had to give it a watch! Directed by Frank Henenlotter (not that name is going to mean anything to you unless your a very obscure horror fan that liked the few things he wrote), "Basket Case" documents average man Duane Bradley, and his mysterious wicker basket containing pure evil (Le-gasp!)

The film runs for 91 minutes, unless you live in Sweeden, for they managed to cut it down to 82 minutes, being unfit for viewing and all. It didn't go far enough to be classified as "video nasty", but I'm sure it wasn't far off.

You have to admire the low budget, horrible clay animation and tedious acting. It makes you want to claw your eyes out - in a good way! Classic popcorn fun. Although I do admit, I couldn't figure out if I was laughing AT the film, or WITH it.

Duane briefly walks through New York City before checking into a scummy little hotel. $20 a night, need I say more? He pays the man from a wad of cash, the wad of cash that happens to be the whole movie's budget, and is lead to his room by an overly annoying woman who supposedly works there. When she finally shuts up, he enters his room and feeds whatever is in the basket (sshhhh! Its a secret!) some unbranded McDonalds and raw sausages. Mmm. 'It's' obviously not vegetarian then...

The following day, Duane (and his basket) go to visit a doctor for reasons unknown, because nobody would suspect a man walking around with a huge basket to be up to anything suspicious. Taking a fancy to the yummy receptionist, after she mistakes him for "That guy who was coming to fix the type writer", they hit it off right away and she gets him an appointment with no questions asked. Tsk tsk! She even knowingly puts down his fake name, not thinking this monotone man with a giant basket who is using a fake name is suspicious AT ALL. His doctor's appointment goes quickly, and we get to see the huge scar that Duane has on his side. Hang on a minute, maybe he was a Siamese twin...