Idle Hands
Movie Review by Sidra Roberts
Was it odd? You bet. Slightly lewd? Yup, that too. Cheesy? Yes madam. Every bit as cornball as the
commercial? That AND more. Did I love it? ....uhh.... Did I enjoy it? You better believe that I did.
Idle Hands is (I hesitate in calling it this) a horror movie. It is more of a deliberate spoof of every bad,
moderate and good horror movies. There are good horror movies? Yes and this proves it. As the hype
says, "The horror movie that gives horror movies the finger."
The plot is cliché and predictable, but that's the point. If idle hands are the devil's workshop the devil has
screwed up this time. He's possessed the right hand of a teenager slacker/pot head named Antoine (Devon
Sawa). The explanation of why it's only his right hand is disgustingly hilarious The hand goes on a mad
killing spree despite Antoine's attempt to stop it. At one point he ties it to a bed post to avoid having it kill
his new girlfriend-- she just thinks he's being kinky. Can we say bimbo? Vivica Fox does a gut busting
religious fanatic after the devil's manifestation on earth. This movie has it all corpses, bands, zombies,
boogie men, hot chicks (for the guys), and a warped sense of humor.
The so-called thrills are predictable, the gore more chuckle eliciting than stomach churning, and the jokes
designed for a late teen to mid-twenties audience and a male audience at that. Then again the fact that a
movie is geared toward males never dissuaded me before, you shouldn't let it dissuade you either. This is
not my top recommendation for movies to go see, but if you have a few hours to kill and you're in the mood
for a cheesy, warped movie go see Idle Hands.
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