They tell us the importance of the Thanksgiving holiday is to display how grateful we are for what we have. That's what they told us when we were kids, as they gave us stories about the holiday's origin: the pilgrims and the Native Americans and the super-hoot they had together, partying on down with turkeys, cranberries, corn (the Indians called it MAIZE) and ale.
What a bunch of shit.
So if a little bloodshed is what you like with your holiday viewing, then Pilgrim is for you. We start with a short glimpse of a Thanksgiving marriage explosion and our young lead, Cody, has this implanted in her memory from the opening frame. Quickly jump to the present day, Cody now resides with her Dad, Stepmom and half-brother. It's Thanksgiving break, they're discussing it as a family and then that is when shit gets weird.
Mom announces that she has hired some folks that come to your home, dressed in full pilgrim regalia, cook for you, dress up your home, and re-acquaint your fam with what Thanksgiving is all about.
Yeah, I know, that's some weird shit to begin with.
Only these Mayflower in the Park nutjobs show up a day or two early, and gradually take over the home, trying to implant beliefs, build semi-allegiances, construct a shed by the pool (what the fuck?) before it all gets Helter Skelter. I'll leave it there, as there is plenty to chew on from that point. Yes, it becomes the rare Thanksgiving horror film.
I did enjoy it, as the main cast was very convincing and entertaining, (or this thing would've never worked) it maintained a horro-comedy tone pretty nicely for the most part, and came to a pretty intense and satisfying conclusion and in just under 80 minutes; Pilgrim does not overstay its welcome like the real settlers actually did when they got off the Mayflower.
Just leave the kiddies out of the room for this one.
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