Heavier Trip — Juuso Laatio & Jukka Vidgren
This is likely the kind of thing that Werner Herzog was talking about when he said, “I’m fascinated by trash TV. The poet must not avert his eyes.”
Some movies are so bad that you stop watching them. Life is too short to endure consumerist rubbish that affronts art. Other movies are so bad you hate watch them. The Sharknado and God’s Not Dead series both settle into this category for many Letterboxd users, and for different reasons; perhaps it’s best to think of these as the bad movies you watch while drunk with your friends, finishing them a product of liquid fuel rather than real desire. But however you frame it, most bad movies just make you feel wasteful when you reach the end credits. This is why they feel like an eternity. Heavier Trip, a Finnish heavy metal satire and the sequel to Heavy Trip, taught this writer about another kind of bad movie: a film so bad that you watch with an intense disbelief, not because you hate it but because it’s a truly mystifying experience. It goes by in a blink. This is likely the kind of thing that Werner Herzog was talking about when he said, “I’m fascinated by trash TV. The poet must not avert his eyes.”
In Heavier Trip, the band Impaled Rektum escapes from a Norwegian prison to play at the Wacken Open Air music festival in North Germany with the intention of saving the guitarist’s dad’s slaughterhouse from the government’s agricultural policies. Yes, you read that sentence correctly… unfortunately. The band’s name is Impaled Rektum, and just like the Power Rangers they even have a team slogan: “Into the rektum.”
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