One morning, a young man wakes to find that a small, disgusting creature has attached itself to the base of his brain stem. The creature gives him a euphoric state of happiness but demands human victims in return.
A delicious, mysterious goo that oozes from the earth is marketed as the newest dessert sensation, but the tasty treat rots more than teeth when zombie-like snackers who only want to consume more of the strange substance at any cost begin infesting the world.
A group of scientists have developed the Resonator, a machine which allows whoever is within range to see beyond normal perceptible reality. But when the experiment succeeds, they are immediately attacked by terrible life forms.
When a liquor store owner finds a case of "Viper" in his cellar, he decides to sell it to the local hobos at one dollar a bottle, unaware of its true properties. The drinks causes its consumers to melt, very messily. Two homeless lads find themselves up against the effects of the toxic brew, as well as going head to head with "Bronson" a Vietnam vet with sociopathic tendencies, and the owner of the junkyard they live in. Written by
The producers were unsuccessful in getting product sponsorship for the film. The only company that was interested was the manufacturer of Drakes Cakes, which would send the cast and crew a box of snacks every week. By the end of the three-month shoot, everyone had eaten enough of the snacks that when it came time to make the scene where the fat bum explodes, the fake stomach was filled with boxes and boxes of Drakes Cakes. See more »
[her boss collapsed on her, pinning her in a chair]
Mr Snizer? Mr Snizer? Hey. Hey! Hey, don't drop dead on me, they'll never find me!
[phone begins to ring, but stops as she reaches for it]
Oh God, please don't stop.
If you don't want me to stop, I won't stop.
Oh you fuck! You miserable lousy fuck!
How do you know, we ain't even done it yet!
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"Thanks, Anita, for taking me to see I Drink Your Blood when I was six." See more »
Street Trash is a masterpiece of crap! If you are an aficionado of intentionally horrible garbage, you cannot do better than this. It's got everything you'll love - keep away with a guy's dick, corpse rape, melting bums, and more! And I've found that all guys love it, and all girls hate it. If you're a guy, what more could you ask for in an afternoon's entertainment with the guys? The next time your wife or girlfriend decides to attend a teddy bear convention or something like that, get a couple of suitcases, a boatload of nachos, and throw a Street Trash / Frankenhooker party for your friends. They'll love you for it!
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