One of the things that seem to make us human is our
need for mythology. In every culture people have created stories that helped
explained what they couldn’t understand or explain. This is universal and spans
not only the globe but the millenniums of human existence. The best known are
those of the Romans, Greeks and Norse where gods sat high atop a mountain
observing and controlling man and his world. The rising of the sun becomes a
golden chariot carrying a god across the skies and his daily trek. Love is under
the domain of a beautiful goddess and evil but an underworld demon. For the most
part most of the natural phenomena have been explained by science. We now know
that the orbit of earth causes the sun to rise and set. The old time gods have
been replaced by technology. Still, there is that fundamental need deep within
us that demands for the persistence of mythology. In our modern society gods and
goddess no long work for us. We now look to another aspect of mythology; the
cautionary tale. Myths have always been around to teach by example even if there
was little or no basis for the events and characters of the story. This goes
hand in hand with the scary story. We all have heard them as kids sitting around
a summer camp fire or in the dark with our friends. This would give rise to the
urban legend. These are the modern day horror stories that are told and retold
taking on a life of their own. Usually they are purportedly something that
really happened. They can run the gamut from bizarre fates for child stars to
sexual acts that go dreadfully wrong. There is usually a touch of the forbidden
contained in the story making them all the more creepy. Another popular theme is
the covert killer who comes out at night on the proverbial dark and desert road
or disguises themselves as a person of authority or trust lulling in the
unsuspecting victim. In any case they make for great fodder for horror films.
There is a current franchise of such flicks aptly called ‘Urban Legion’. This
has opened the floodgates for variations of the theme. One such addition is
‘Urban Legends’ by Bill Osco. This is a compilation of seven of the best known
and frightening tales passed around on those gloomy, stormy nights. While it is
not suitable material for the young folks it is just right to bring out that
eight year old that lurks in us all. It had a limited release back in 1998 and
is now out on Eclectic DVD Distribution, a part of MVD Entertainment Group.
The tag line asks the question that truthfully no one
was really asking; ‘are they stories or are they real?’ If you do think that
these are true events then please get the permission from your court appointed
caregiver before you watch this flick. The film was directed by Bill Osco and
written by Carl Crew. Most of their previous experience has been as a team
mostly in the horror genre. The film is broken down into seven tales of terror.
The film does start with a disclaimer which warns that you are about to see
gruesome, violent, bloody and deadly scenes of what one human being can do to
another. It also states that the stories are reenactments based on true events
documented by the F.B.I. After that title card we see Rusty Defage (Dino Lee)
decked out in a huge bouffant hair style, plaid jacket and scarf talking about
how his wife wanted to have sex in the backseat of their car. Seeing this image
alone would qualify as this as a horror flick. There is a live audience booing
and the video is scratched and flawed like an old poorly cared for film. The
punch to the bad joke is Rusty’s wife wants him to drive. This opening bit goes
on and on. At first it is Rusty’s truly horrid stand up act followed by some
poorly acted skits revolving sex and other Second City type non sequitur bits.
It may seem a bit confusing but changes the tone from horror to comedy and what
is to come will be a satire of the genre not an actual part of it. I do admit
that I had to stop the disc and make sure I was not is some bizarre Easter egg
but this was the film. Rusty seems to be a host of some low budget cable access
show and tells his audience that he will present the scariest urban legions
ever. Just so you know the language in this section is highly offensive and not
for children or anyone easily offended. It does do a great job of placing the
tongue firmly in the cheek for what is to follow.
Graveyard
We all know this one. It is a campfire favorite. An
escaped mental patient begins to attack people parked in their cars. While a mad
man might be scary enough on its own the story includes the little tidbit that
his hand has been replaced with a hook that he uses with deadly efficiency. As
we watch the guy in the car try to convince the woman with him to go all the way
we hear Rusty narrating the events. The radio announce comes on with a bulletin
that a hooked handed patient is on the loose and, well you know the rest.
Crack Whore
This story centers on a group of nurse that lust for
blood. They are dressed like nurses but with the addition of fake noses and
antenna as disguises. They grab a hooking into a deserted warehouse then the
shot switches to two naked women. There doesn’t seem to be much of a purpose
here except the directed may have needed a touch of gratuitous nudity. We then
go back to the nurses torturing their victim.
Bucky Bob
You might think that phone sex is the safest way to go
but this segment begs to differ. A woman sits in a room with her hair in curlers
and her face covered with some sort of beauty mask as she has phone sex with a
client. At this point a descript of the proceedings is fairly moot.
Don’t Do It in the Basement
This one looks at dangers of having sex in a basement
that is housing a killer.
Broken Needle in the Arm
A perennial favorite especially when you go to donate
blood.
Crack Head Dentistry
If you thought a root canal was bad this is the worse
representation of a dentist since ‘Little Shop of Horrors’.
Vampire eye Surgeon
I can’t even try to describe this one.
This film appears to be made by cutting together some
really bad flicks with material supplied by the cast and crew. It is done in the
vein of some old college stations and early public access television. It is so
bad that you almost have to watch.