So Bad It’s Good – Thanksgiving Edition – Home Sweet Home (1981)

He always gets choked up over the holidays..

It’s that time of the year again! When we get together with family and friends, feast on the flesh of some unlucky fowl and struggle to remember why we’re doing this. Again.

So if your family is like mine, and you need a little mindless release after stuffing yourself silly – here’s a holiday horror flick (or we recommend Thankskilling) to round out the day with.

But a warning! It’s just as tasteless and terrible as your crazy aunt’s cranberry jello thing – so we highly recommend chasing it with a beer. Or ten.

How do you celebrate Thanksgiving? Turkey? Laughter? How about breaking out of the looney bin, stealing cars, smashing  shit, indulging in some serious PCP binging and then slaughtering and entire family over turkey dinner?

Yes? Then Home Sweet Home (1981) is so up your alley.

The “Killer” (The Body by Jake guy. Seriously.), spends pretty much the entire movie going ballistic. He giggles, he growls, he runs over elders, he super creeps and thankfully? He also makes it a point to kill off the most annoying relatives first. You know, the lush uncle, the angsty teenage boy wearing too much make up, the couple that wont stop sucking face and the guy who brags so much you know he’s gotta be over compensating for something.

This movie doesn’t miss a single 80′s-tastic slasher flick moment. The cliches are so blatant it’s almost amusing. Almost. And I am still not convinced that Home Sweet Home really has a plot. A group of stoned college kids could throw together a better story. BUT what is does have is incredible mindless violence and… A surprisingly good score.  Despite the acting leaving much to be desired – the nudity is ample and the blood – By the buckets! Really, what more can one ask for out of a holiday theme horror?

That's...not going to buff out..

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Blond, bold and brainy. Already scared aren’tcha? When Meg’s not book learnin’ or arguing the anatomy of zombies – shes probably in the ocean, watching star trek, or forcing everyone around her to endure horror moviethons. Bruce Campbell? Her personal demi-God. Costuming, comics, charity work, college and a kidlet take up most of her time. But seriously, who needs sleep when you’re training the future generation of nerd? With great power comes great responsibility…..or something.