Okay. Blubberella is officially one of the most insanely confusing, hysterical, and uncomfortable movies I have seen in YEARS. And it’s bad. REALLY REALLY Bad.
Granted, Uwe Boll is known for making some crazy shit. For instance – BloodRayne: The Third Reich, Seed, and House of the Dead. But NOTHING compares to the warped hilarious clusterfuck that is Blubberella.
Blubberella is a human-vamp hybrid. She’s also bisexual, obese, and completely fucked up. Yay, modern cinematic heroines! But I digress…
The movie supposedly takes place in 1940′s Germany – despite the use of laptops, GPS, and other 21st century technology – where Hitler and the Nazis are slaughtering innocents by the thousands. Blubberella teams up with a band of just as screwed up resistance fighters to use her 800+ years of ass-whooping experience to stop Hitler dead in his tracks. Because the only thing she hates worse than Nazis?
Is poorly cooked food.
To be honest I have no idea what was happening for most of this movie. I still don’t. Each section of the film is chopped into “chapters” with witty titles and NONE of it flows seamlessly. At one point in the film, Blubberella was pulling rolling pins out of her snatch at a bordello and then next she’s getting beat over the head by her African-American mama from hell.
But that’s okay – despite the lack of continuity and logic, each and every section was filled with the most raunchy, ridiculous, HIGHLY offensive, and occasionally slapstick comedy I have ever witnessed. If weight jokes, religious jokes, homosexual jokes, or pretty much any type of taboo humor bothers you, then THIS IS NOT YOUR MOVIE. By any means. I laughed at times JUST because I was uncomfortable. Yeah…
I have to admit I should have watched Blubberella at LEAST 15 more times to make sense of it. But I still probably couldn’t. Despite its completely confusing concept, sophomoric script, and almost painfully bad German accents – I can’t help but recommend it ALONE for Uwe Boll’s cameo as Hitler, Micheal Pare as The Commandant (aka: Major Douchebag), and Clint Howard’s job of keeping it creepy per usual as the living dead torture happy doctor.
Final thoughts? Uwe Boll is out of his damn mind. And I’m totally okay with that.
Check out the Trailer below: