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Ahead of her husband and kids, Mary (Deanna Russo) moves back to the
suburban town she has grown up in to set up house ... but what should have
been a sort of homecoming turns into a bit of a nightmare, as Mary seems
weirdly out of sync with the prim and proper, gossip-hungry suburbanites,
and of all of her neighbours she feels closest to Max (John Redlinger), a
youngster who has just graduated from high school and who always carries
weed - mostly because she sees her former self in him, and like him feels
the urge to leave picture-perfect suburbia behind as quickly as possible.
Max on the other hand feels drawn to Mary, as she's the first grown-up in
his neighbourhood who actually understands him - plus she's also an
attractive woman, thus sexual tensions soon emerge. There's one problem
though, this suburbia is plagued by probably the most suburban thing there
is, an ice cream truck ... only this truck's owner (Emil Johnsen) has a
predilection for killing his customers - and he's very good at luring them
into his truck ... Judging from above synopsis alone, this
could have easily been another by-the-numbers slasher - but fortunately,
while not exactly ditching the formula, The Ice Cream Truck is much
more about social commentary and about atmosphere than about the actual
body count, and thus instead of getting another variation on a too
well-known theme, the outcome is a movie that's almost David Lynch-ean in
approach, that's well-acted, -directed and -scored, and that's most
certainly worth a watch!
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