A frustrated and talentless artist finds acclaim for a plaster covered dead cat that is mistaken as a skillful statuette. Soon the desire for more praise leads to an increasingly deadly series of works.
One of my favorite exploitation films, a true beatnik classic
Beatsploitation has long been one of my favorite subgenres of exploitation. "A Bucket of Blood" is the classic, but there's plenty of other enjoyably wrong headed examples out there, such as this insane time capsule. These films had nothing to do with the actual Beat Generation, and were made to capitalize on everyones fear that Kerouac and Ginsberg were actually bloodthirsty communists. The best exploitation films are the ones that take their subject and have a field day with them, with little to no pretense towards accuracy or good taste, just the desire to pander to their audience's worst fears. In other words, take your subject and go completely over the top with it.
Dull romantic leads Jack Betts and Barbara Lord are top billed, but the film grinds to a halt whenever they're on camera. Much more impressive is Peter Falk as the psychotic Beatnik mobster. Both deadpan and deranged, its one of the most entertaining performances in exploitation films. Ron Hartmann, as Falk's sidekick Francis, gives a hilariously campy portrayal as an artist. "The Bloody Brood", as you can probably gather, features nothing in the way of subtlety, but is a lot of fun. (7/10)
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