Written by Rudy Balli
Directed by Joe Castro
Featuring Beverly Lynne, Lizzy Borden, Kerry Liu, Brandon Ellison, Fernando Padilla, Jack Roberts, Gil Chase, Shimmy Maxx, Fernando Gasca, Alexi Bustamante, James Sullivan, Stephanie Vasquez, Diane Heppner, Scott Barrows, Matt Falletta
USA
75 minutes
Brain Damage Films

When I say bad trip, what do you think of? Is it a rained out camping trip? The ship you went cruising on, sank? Lost your credit card somewhere in the Appalachians?

Or do you think, someone had some baaaad acid and they shared it with you and this is the result: TERROR TOONS. Seriously, not what I thought it was going to be and it instantly made me stiff with morbid fascination and disgust. How long is the human intestine? You will find out on Terror Toons.

Do you like twisted, unnerving, nauseating things? Does your heart yearn for absurdity coupled with gore? Then Terror Toons is for you! I watched this film and felt as if I had a hang-over when it finished. All the spinning and the movmement-- oh my goodness I am never going to be the same after watching Terror Toons and neither will you be either.

I never knew the descent into Hell would be a trip down a tube-like rainbow tunnel filled with the echo of maniacal laughter. TV is the devil, is it not? Yet, here I am, watching this TV and there he is! The Devil himself, portrayed by Jack Roberts.

Terror Toons touches a "no-no" spot. It is bizarre, disconcerting...and the morning after watching it, I felt as if I had just watched some raunchy porn, or watched "something" at any rate that I "wasn't supposed to be watching" and could be ousted and reprimanded at any time for my choice in entertainment. Am I making myself clear? Terror Toons is like sneaking into your parents' bedroom to find them fucking and even though you are disgusted and a bit scared, you cannot look away!

So, we take two sisters whose parents are going out for the night (the mother is a man in drag, Shimmy Maxx, how awesome is this?!) and their parents say, no friends! Immediately, what does older sister do? Invite a friend AND two boys over! Okay, her friend actually talks her into it but...they all decide to play strip wee-gee! Yes, wee-gee. Meanwhile, upstairs, little sister Candy (Lizzie Borden) is left on autopilot: babysat by a television. What is her pick for the evening? Terror Toons! A new kind of animation that will revolutionize the world of cartoons!

Yeah, and rip out your spine when you aren't looking!

The main characters of Terror Toons are Dr. Carnage and Max Assassin (a monkey turned murder-machine!) and together they escape the tame world of animated murder and mayhem on television to wreak havoc upon the "real world". Following their escape from TV, a cartoon cop tries to set things straight but ends up falling for the donuts and gets blown up.

It isn't simply that the toons are taking on a life of their own, oh no, it is much more grave of a situation than you think. It is the Devil himself that has created this devious master-plan to take over the world with Terror Toons! Once Cindy (Beverly Lynn) figures this out (too late to save her sister of course) she turns into the Pink Nemesis and fights the Devil! Well, sort of anyway. They verbally spar, and after a long spiel about all the horrors he could do to little Cindy, he poofs into a swirl of smoke and is gone.

Disappointed but not deterred, Cindy leaps out of the TV and tries to stop the machine from printing out more Terror Toon CD's... will she stop the machine in time? Will she save all of man-kind?

How far can you make it before you A.) Get sick. B.) Get sleepy... C.) Get hypnotized AND sick by the strange dubbing versus the extremely disturbing costumes of Dr. Carnage and Max Assassin!

I made it to "the end". I'm still sick to my stomach. It was not the swirling visuals either. For some reason this movie just seemed to shake my brain up and now it's sitting up there moaning, "Ohhh I should NOT have had that last round of drinks!"

I would love to have one of the masks of Dr. Carnage or Max Assassin (Scott Barrows and Matt Falletta), holy crap talk about scare the kids and scare the neighbors. It would be good stuff! Truly, this film was terrorizing. In the first part, I was terrorized (serious), in the second part, my thoughts and my very soul were minced and in the third part I was left to die. A slow, stomach-churning death.

Anyway, I suppose you could speculate that Cindy lost her fuckin' marbles and blamed everything on TV, or the Devil, or you could speculate that the message is that TV rots your brain...

...and so will Terror Toons. That is, if they don't open your skull and finger them until you die laughing first.