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It was OK. I don't see why everyone loves it so much. It wasn't very smart or deep or well-directed.

At first rather annoying in its heavy emphasis on reenactments, this movie ultimately proves fascinating, simply because the complicated, highly dramatic tale it tells still almost defies belief.

This review does contain spoilers! Haphazard, half-assed and wholly hilarious, "Death Drug" is a classic for the ages. After witnessing this barely-feature-length PSA, you'll never touch "wack" (the name of the evil drug in the movie) again! Jesse (Thomas) is a good-natured L.A. plumber with big dreams of making it in the music industry. One day he is at home with his wife and he gets a letter informing him he was accepted to a prestigious musical conservatory (he must have sent them a copy of his composition "Just the Way I Planned It"). Coincidentally, he also gets a letter saying a record label wants to sign him. Obviously, Jesse is ecstatic, so he does what any sane, rational person would do at the time: he takes his wife out to a club to see The Gap Band (and then, unexplained, he plays a few songs with the band).While there, Jesse decides to take a bathroom break from four songs worth (The Gap Band is great, but this does pose some pacing issues for the movie) of getting' down with his bad self. After washing up, Jesse runs into an insidious, but very slick drug dealer. His rhyming salesmanship convinces Jesse to try the latest craze of the drug world, "wack". Not wanting to be a "jive turkey", Jesse gives it a shot. Later in the film, we see that the drug dealer plays tennis and keeps his "wack" in a secret compartment in his tennis racket.Pretty much instantly, Jesse is seeing snakes instead of plumbing pipes, little alligators instead of hairbrushes, rats in the oranges at the grocery store, and screaming at everyone, claiming they are against him. It even costs him his hard-fought record deal, and thus, his millions of dollars.After his epic grocery-store freakout (definitely a movie highlight), Jesse meets an untimely demise. But his wife was pregnant, and five years after Jesse's death, His wife and Jesse Jr. visit his grave. Jesse Jr. looks across the street and sees his dad's drug dealer, still wheeling and dealing, while his daddy is six feet under. Will this travesty of justice cause Jesse Jr. to take up a life of wack-taking, or will he eventually walk the straight and narrow? "Death Drug" is simply a hodgepodge of out-of-place scenes, plot inaccuracies, inconsistencies, holes, and even film stocks. That's why it's so awesome!Even with Philip Michael Thomas's seemingly-improvised intro and outro to the movie, and stopping the proceedings midway through for the ENTIRE music video of "Just the Way I Planned It", which is hysterical in its own right, what with its lasers and superimposing PMT's head on a pregnant woman's stomach and all (although it is puzzling whether the song is by PMT, as it appears on his album "Living the Book of My Life", or is it by Jesse from the movie, as we are led to believe? The VHS box art touts that it includes the video for the song…it doesn't say that it's in the MIDDLE of the movie, or who it's supposed to be by).In the movie, this video is preceded by two things: One, a newscast proclaiming "Local Man Makes Record." (When talking about the local man, in the box next to the newscaster, they use a freeze frame from later in the movie. How did they get that?) Surely this is an uncommon newsbreak in Los Angeles. Secondly, it is stated that Jesse's record company is trying an all new, revolutionary idea called "music clips". Seeing as most of "Death Drug" preceded MTV, this is was pretty ahead of its time.The last quarter of the movie is a shot of a TV showing a very weird newscast. The anchorman looks like Don Cornelius and he is standing in front of a curtain. He interviews some white woman we haven't seen before, she talks about how Jesse made many albums and won a couple Grammys. As we saw earlier in the movie, Jesse never had a chance to make his first album, because he was fired for taking too much "wack", and he thought the Gap Band was making weird faces at him.Honestly, we can spend a lot of time, talking about the padding and plot holes, but that is missing the point. "Death Drug" is a funny and one of a kind experience that everyone should see. Don't get high on "wack" and watch this movie tonight! For more insanity.

"Death Drug" begins with the end credits… Now, before you start thinking this has a deeper ambitious or artistic meaning, like in "Irreversible" or "Memento" for example, let me just assure you this isn't the case. This is purely a little illustration of the clumsy editing and amateurish production values this movie is dealing with. Remember "Reefer Madness"; the awful but unintentionally amusing 30's tutorial project about the dangers of drugs? "Death Drug" is something similar, made in the late 70's and with heavy blaxploitation influences, with a completely fictional, grotesque and laughable plot. Philip Michael Thomas, that Tubbs guy from "Miami Vice", is a struggling plumber who's finally beginning to have some luck regarding his aspiring music career. But then he becomes addicted to PCP – a drug known on the street as Angel Dust – and his whole life goes down the drain in various phases, including ignorance, paranoia, aggression and hallucination. His loving wife tries to help, but first he has to admit there's a problem and blah blah blah. This is a brilliantly inept movie! There's nothing even remotely decent about this production, and the only reason why I want to recommend "Death Drug" is because it delivers guaranteed laughs. The script is incoherent as hell, since Tubbs goes from the denial phase straight to rehabilitation. Here's a rundown of some of coolest side effects Angel Dust causes you to do: hunt down imaginary rats in a pile of oranges, battle giant spiders crawling on your shirt in the middle of a grocery store and accusing everybody of conspiring against you. Oh, and eventually you die because you challenged a truck to a game of chicken. After Tubbs' death, there's a hilarious series of news bulletins and interviews with random people regretting the lost young life of a great singer even though his career never even properly kick- started.

There are movies/works of art that are *about* drugs, movies/works of art that make you *wish you were on* drugs, and then there are movies/works of art that make you feel like you *are on* drugs. Of the last (extremely rare) variety I can for certain put the following:-early Butthole Surfers music -artwork of Jim Woodring -Hindu chanting -artwork of Renee French -early WeenTo this short list must go go "Death Drug". Why or how this film achieves this level or pure, blissed-out, dementia-soaked, head-spinning weirdness is beyond me. How they managed to make this movie so simultaneously lame that it nearly defies categorization and so other-worldly weird that it nearly achieves freak-out level is something one needs to see to experience. Put simply - Philip Michael Thomas (of Miami Vice fame) made this crappy anti-PCP movie in the late 70s. Then, in the mid-80s, apparently as a way to make a buck, he dug the thing up and inserted footage (clearly from 80s) that is supposedly part of the movie. He also puts in intro and outro's of himself (dressed in his flashy Miami Vice duds) talking about how proud he is of the movie. but he appears to be improvising what he's saying and he takes this HUGE pauses while talking. IT's just weeeeiiiiiiirrrrrrrrd. Anyway, you must see this movie. Find it and watch it and experience. You must experience Death Drug now. It's the wack, baby!!!

Death Drug is without a doubt, the best film of all time. Not only does it directly rip-off two classics- Disco Godfather (the anti PCP theme) and Slithis (the coke bottle vision during the hallucination), it shows Phillip Micheal Thomas at his all time best(worst). The music video will have you rollin! Watch for PMT's head superimposed over a pregnant woman's belly. Pure genius in B-movie glory!! The supplements on the video release are even better. Phillip Micheal intros and outros the film, and his ramblings make you wonder if he has indeed succumbed to the "sherm" himself. A must see!