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Excellent but underrated film

A movie that not only functions as a solid scarefest but a razor-sharp satire.

If you're interested in the topic at hand, you should just watch it and judge yourself because the reviews have gone very biased by people that didn't even watch it and just hate (or love) the creator. I liked it, it was well written, narrated, and directed and it was about a topic that interests me.

This was one of those movies that was so bad it was hard to watch. At times, however, I caught a definite glimmer that the filmmakers were kidding us and knew exactly what they were doing. I have to say it kept me watching, just to see what was going to happen next. The usual young-misses-driving-through-a-small-town-in-Texas-find-trouble plot line went all wacka-wacka early in the picture, and it got us into the seamy underside of the business of llama farming. A farm called World O Wool outside Justiceburg, TX proves to be a den of incest, veterinary experiments gone terribly awry, unorthodox youth-enhancing treatments, interspecies romance, brain transplants, and the illegal detainment of bowlers, among other things. It all comes together in the end, believe it or not. I like this one without respecting it in any way.

Imagine, if you will, a bright planet far away, civilized by a people who are intelligent, orderly, and serene. A people, as Dr. Morbius might have described them, who have enjoyed a million years of shining sanity. OK, now jump in your hyper-space ship and zap to the other side of the universe, to the bizarro opposite of that planet. To a dark, confused, murky cesspool of a planet; where nothing makes sense, all is chaos, nothing is linear. Congratulations! You've arrived at the planet where BARN OF THE BLOOD LLAMA was produced! I think it's called "Texas".There are different kinds of bad movies. There's Ed Wood bad, there's Troma bad, and there's Gigli bad, in descending order. Then there's BARN OF THE BLOOD LLAMA, which sends all those other categories of bad films crying home to mama. It may be that BOTBL is some bizarre cousin of the Troma genus, I suppose. But it's the kind of cousin Troma is too embarrassed to let in the house; they simply pretend they're not at home.I'm very fond of this movie, did I mention that? As fond as I can be, anyway, of a film that manages to dive into llama sodomizing in the first five minutes. Dang! This movie kicks Troma's rear! No wonder they won't let it in. Where does it go from here? Down, down, down like a rock lobster.Oh, and what music! Imagine the sweet sound of a country duet of banjos, light and happy... Now imagine those banjos out of tune and strung up in a tree, banging randomly in the wind, with no trace of melody or meter. Now you have the haunting love theme of BOTBL. Try humming that, I challenge you.You most likely won't be able to follow the plot of BOTBL, as your brain will simply refuse to store any of the outrage it has seen in the minutes preceding whatever point you are watching now. Let me see if I can clue you into what you are in store for... You know that dazed and whacked out feeling you get, after having fallen asleep sitting up in front of the TV? You wake up, struggle to focus your oxygen-starved brain on what's in front of you and go; "What the heck is this? Is this the same movie I was watching when I fell asleep? Where am I and what is my name?" That's pretty much how you will feel at the beginning and end of BOTBL, and all the points in between. In short, this movie rocks in a most twisted way. Kevin West is some sort of genius I think, on par at least with the likes of auteur Coleman Francis. I like to think that somewhere, old CF is smiling down, or perhaps up, as the case may be, upon a showing of BARN OF THE BLOOD LLAMA and thinking; "That kid's ripping me off! Replaced the Cessnas with llamas is all he did! Miserable little jerk!"But, I suppose, it's not for everyone. If you're the kind of person who's all nit-picky about their movies, about such things as continuity, coherency, lighting, editing, sound recording, sound mixing, music, cinematography, direction, acting, story, plot, special effects, and such-like little prissy details; well, if you think those things are important in some way, you may not think this flick is so hot. To each his own...

As you may be able to tell from the title this is a slasher movie. But, it is not, repeat NOT in anyway an ironic Scream type parody. This is the film that the "seen to be believed" cliche was made for. All on a budget of exactly no dollars and no cents.Then there is the script. Lines like "How can you stand there and talk about something as ridiculous as that? You know what that Llama meant to me" just seem natural in this. The "obligatory music video scene" is just priceless, and this is probably the only film you're ever likely to see with a Llama funeral in it.And the cameo at the end from the greatest Llama of them all, the Dalai Llama (sic.) fits in almost as well as the "acting".

Shot on more film stocks than Oliver Stone ever dreamed of, BARN has it all: bestiality, cheap tramps, rock star hitchhikers, llama funerals, severed heads, brain transplants, haggis. This satire on rural horror movies is truly a nightmare of bad animal husbandry gone awry. It's also a hoot. Even fans of Roger Corman and early Sam Raimi (Evil Dead) will not be prepared for it. The performances are so deliciously raw and over the top The MST3K guys would shudder in gleeful terror.