Icky Vicky


THE BRAIN (1988)

 

It’s as brilliantly awful as you expect.

thebrainIn searching for last minute and unexpected Christmas gifts for my better half, I came across The Brain on a random internet site. The terrible clip on YouTube told me I had to get it for him, so I bothered the seller till he agreed to send it to me super fast.

Only then did it occur to me that I was probably going to have to watch it too.

With a boyfriend obsessed with Grindhouse, horror independents, Troma and anything Simon Pegg and Nick Frost ever touched, I’ve seen my fair share of low budget, tongue in cheek horror films. I’ve seen tubs of ketchup-covered jelly explode, frighteningly realistic cocks bitten off (see Fathers Day) and know more about the different types of zombie than I care to mention. And yet the moment when you can actually see the legs on the man in the brain costume still tickled me.

This film is unbelievable, lacks coherent plot or narrative, and offers no explanation. It’s fantastic. There’s hypnosis and mind control, mad doctors, giant living brains with faces, bleeding teddy bears and some of the best fake screaming I have ever heard. It all centres around a controlling, malevolent scientist/doctor, and one mans attempt to restrain from its grasp. There are some awesome hallucination scenes, as the brain/doctors grasp takes hold, and, although the film in itself makes no sense, you definitely get behind the protagonist in his quest to save everyone and foil the brains plans, especially as everyone including his family and the police turn against him, poor guy. It hints at ideas of a ‘big brother’ police state, with mind control and conformity a central theme, but never really gets into it, perhaps they were too busy making it look like a giant brain was eating people.

I won’t ruin the ending, that’s not what we do here at Gore Store, but I will tell you it makes absolutely no bloody sense. Watch this film, it’s 80’s low/no-budget horror at its best, the only downside I’d say is that there is little to no blood, (perhaps due to keeping the certificate low?) despite some serious wounds and injury – like being thrown out the window by your own hypnotised mind, controlled through a mad doctor, by a GIANT BRAIN.

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