'Razorback', apart from 'Return of Captain Invincible' and maybe 'Performance', is likely the cultest film ever made. It's credentials are crackling: mad, bad killer pig, desert lunatics, animal rights protesters, camels, abattoirs, negligible special effects, arty direction, wallabies and a delicious ideal of senseless cruelty and insensitivity.
''Jaws' in the outback' just about sums it up, but with notable additions: it has two of the bestest, most grotesque villains ever portrayed on film. Benny and Dicko work at the extremely unpleasant Petpak Cannery, a big, clanking, kangaroo slaughterhouse, around which, much of 'Razorback's action occurs. They enjoy their work FAR too much, live in a cave underneath the plant and insist on 'mystery bags' for their nutritional essentials.
Into their environment bristles Carl Winters in a borrowed old banger, looking for his missing eco-journalist wife, Beth. Benny and Dicko know what happened to her but tell him porkies. He goes 'roo hunting with the rinds and is so enamoured with the proceedings, he vomits on their heads! Yet again, every-one's a critic.
After a WILD trippy walkabout, he begins to realise the ghastly truth - there's a giant pig making salami out of the locals. From there on it's a battle between the (happily vicious) titular giant gammon and the small band of good apples, loins girded and resolute; Carl, Jake Cullen, a local ham-hammerer who's grandson was smoked by the beast, and research scientist Sarah(played by lovely, died-MUCH-too-early, Arkie Whitely)- each with a very different point to prove.
Intellectually 'Razorback' doesn't exist and director Russell Mulcahy hogs the kudos for this; he deserves a medallion for relegating the ecology to a side issue, preferring to concentrate on cruel humour and breathtaking colourful cinematography. It's the correct combination. He's transformed an undistinguished script into a lean, stylish thriller, proving you CAN make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.
Acting is great, particularly David Argue as streaky Dicko - a squeal-voiced swine who gets off on his white, brothel-creeping trotters whenever there's trouble; and snorty Bill Kerr in the Cullen/Quint role; consumed with vengeance and obsessed with making the ultimate McRib.
You won't be boar-ed for a second with 'Razorback'. It's catalogue of hilarious atrocity will have you gasping one minute and chuckling the next. It's a blaise mixture of blood and gleeful vindictiveness (apart from an attack on Beth Winters just before she's killed, Benny and Dicko have no motive for their mischief - they simply delight in it. The running over of the injured Cullen's dog as she runs for help is particularly galling!).
'Gamulla' where the whole offal-sodden mess is set, is apparently aborigine for 'guts' - the locals know instinctively it's no truffle.
I'm surprised 'Razorback' wasn't chopped by the censors.
I've no doubt the rasher among Amazon reviewers will have herd about 'Razorback' and given it a roasting, but the proof of this spicy black pudding is in the long-term savouring. I was suspicious of films like this at one time, but I'm cured now.
It yells 'cult' from the rooftops. It's flash, loud, has great in-jokes and is reassuringly despondent about the state of the world.
And if any-ones thinking of turning vegetarian, it's a useful safe-guard. When you're driving past your local chipolata production unit, and you smell the fear and hear the screams of the terrified innocents awaiting their inevitable appointment with frenzied painful oblivion - you can think of 'Razorback' and I guarantee you won't feel so sympathetic.
Eat them before they eat you.
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