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Back in the 1980s, Prospero (Lloyd Kaufman), a scientific genius, has
been deeply humiliated by Big Al (Abraham Sparrow), so much so that it
ended his career and he had to hide out in Tromaville, New Jersey) - and
since then he has plotted his revenge - and now that Big Al and his
entourage are taking a cruise to North Korea, he feeds the whales on the
journey so much laxative that they make the ship run aground at the Jersey
Shore, and Big Al and company follow the lure of Tempest, the most awesome
of drugs developed by Prospero especially for them, to Tromaville's
hottest club - which just happens to be owned and controlled by Prospero.
Among Big Al's entourage are his sister Antoinette (also Lloyd Kaufman)
and her confidant Sebastian (Debbie Rochon), who want to have revenge on
Big Al for a whole different reason. Meanwhile, Prospero's blind daughter
Miranda (Kate McGarrigle) falls in love with Ferdinand (Erin Patrick
Miller) - much to the dismay of her father of course, but then again he
shags her well enough to restore her eyesight. Outside of Prospero's club
meanwhile, the political correctness brigade of snowflakes led by Trini
(Dylan Greenberg) and Steph (Zoe Geltman) has assembled to let everyone
know they're offended by something or other ... and they can't be killed
by anything - but gaining "perspective". And when Prospero's
Tempest takes effect turning its users into penisses of one sort or
another, everything's set for utter disaster ... Now of course,
any serious Shakespeare afficionado will see this film as a slap in the
face, and the film actually totally addresses that by having a break about
halfway through with some theatre critics discussing this issue in
Shakespeare's (Frazer Brown) presence - but not only this (of course
utterly unreliable) movie, but also anecdotes suggest that the barde
didn't take himself nearly as seriously as posterity did. Now that out of
the way, this movie after all the feces, vomit, penises and dicks removed
doesn't do its source material too much injustice - and I'm not saying
that's a faithful adaptation here, but at least the writers knew their way
about all things Shakespeare. But that said, this is of course first and
foremost not a Shakespeare adaptation but a Troma movie, and being
that one ought to be prepared for what to expect, loud humour, gross-out
effects, an in-your-face attack of bad taste - but the best of the
studio's movies also carried busloads of social satire, and this most
certainly is one of them, being not only politically incorrect in a
comical way but also making good fun and some valid points about the
knights of policital correctness. That all said, this is of course a Troma
film, so looking for things real subtle in it is an utter waste of time,
but it's certainly among Lloyd Kaufman's better ones, and a pretty great
party movie with an receptive crowd no doubt.
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