An absolute laugh riot in almost every way possible, Psycho Goreman is what happens when a special effects wizard director cross pollinates movies like Critters, Suburban Commando, Spaced Invaders, Masters of the Universe, and Tammy and the T-Rex and puts a heavy “R”-rated spin on it all.
Two kids dig up a galactic slayer and control him to do their bidding.
Kid siblings Mimi (Nita-Josee Hanna) and Luke (Owen Myre) are playing a nutty ballgame in their backyard and accidentally dig up an amulet belonging to a banished galactic slayer from the planet Gygax. The slayer, who’s been buried in their backyard for millennia comes out, looking for his amulet that makes him invincible, but when he realizes that the little girl Mimi can control him with it, he’s flummoxed and powerless against her every whim. The kids name him Psycho Goreman (because why not?) and they have no clue (and wouldn’t care even if they did) how evil or powerful this guy is, and the slayer is like an unfiltered Skeletor in the midst of stupid meat bags who are immune to his evil. When he’s woken up, his cadre of evil minions on Gygax and his archenemy – a Templar angel – are sent to earth to deal with him, but with the idiotic child humans meddling with his power, he’ll have to either befriend the moronic underthings who control him or find a way to unleash his beastly powers and get to doing what he does best … slaying the universe and everything in it.
An absolute laugh riot in almost every way possible, Psycho Goreman is what happens when a special effects wizard director cross pollinates movies like Critters, Suburban Commando, Spaced Invaders, Masters of the Universe, and Tammy and the T-Rex and puts a heavy “R”-rated spin on it all. I so desperately want to show this to my seven-year old son, but there’s just no way, as it contains graphic gore galore, with creatures devouring other creatures, shocking violence, and a general sense of mayhem and anarchy. It’s a blissful fantasy / horror hybrid, but it does ring a few too many nasty or inappropriate bells that make it unsuitable for kids. Writer / director Steven Kostanski, whose previous films Manborg, The Void, and Leprechaun Returns were all disappointing for different reasons finally hits the target, although it’s still not a bull’s-eye, but a heck of a lot closer to it than he’s ever gotten before. I laughed my ass off during this movie, and even just thinking about it makes me chuckle.