I am one of those people that will forever shriek when a horror movie implying clowns comes along, this all having started with the event that marked my childhood- "It".
Having watched "Stitches" one night, I cannot say that I started viewing it without the sarcastic eye.
The 2012 British/ Irish horror movie presents a cast with names such as Ross Noble (stand-up comedian), Tommy Knight and Gemma-Leah Devereux.
The "sex" scene very well integrated in the "trailer park lifestyle" surrounding made me think that I am going to have to watch the cheesiest clown movie ever.
Yet Stitches did not appear to me as the ordinary clown. The grotesque presence had some attraction to it...
He represents the decay of humanity and moreover, after "the turn", he becomes the demon clown predator that acknowledges its prey's weaknesses first, hiding in the shadows.
Our characters/ victims are emphasized as unique from the very beginning of the movie, the birthday party where Stitches dies a "household appliance" death.
Our main character Tom assists the clown ritual that is performed at Stitches’ burial, with elements that send to the universe of the freak circus, celebrating the uniqueness of the expression that every clown wears during lifetime.
Awaken from the dead for his obvious revenge, years later, Stitches hunts down and tortures, eventually killing his victims, which are now fully-grown teenagers.
The celebrated individuality from the clown world becomes the weakness that the killer exploits in each and every one of his victims.
Despite the critics that the movie received for being an "incredibly low budget production", I have to admit that what others may call "cheesy" effects appeals to my taste here. This is simply because poking somebody's eyeball out with an umbrella that eventually opens or serving a portion of fresh brains and calling it "food for thought" put a big smile on my face, the laughter being inevitable.
Excuse my black humor but isn't this the purpose of a clown- dead or alive- to make us laugh?!