Doomtomylo a film so unique, intoxicating and bizarre that it not only demands another viewing, but is also forgivable as a satirical comedy where the jokes eventually take the back seat.

AnhartLinkin This story has more twists and turns than a second-rate soap opera.

Derrick Gibbons An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

Josephina Great story, amazing characters, superb action, enthralling cinematography. Yes, this is something I am glad I spent money on.

udar55 After getting pricked by an exotic plant, an old man ends up in a hospital emergency room and pukes up a larva before dying. The staff keep the bug isolated but a group of terminally ill young kids accidentally pour some growth serum on it and, you guess it, things be going down. Also on the scene is Det. Jim Bishop (Steve Railsback), who brought his shot partner into the ER just before the place is quarantined by the local government. Bishop teams with Dr. Rachel Carson (Gwynyth Walsh) and entomologist Elliot Jacobs (Don Lake) to take this mammoth bug down, despite the protestation of the hospital director (John Vernon).Like the director William Fruet's earlier SPASMS, this was shot in Canada and is played dead straight. I actually think a little humor from the leads would have helped (there are some supporting players who try to be funny). The big bug is kept mostly in the dark but does provide a few moments of gooey gore via some decapitations. Vernon only appears to have been with the production for a few days as his scenes are minimal. Future Canadian acting power house Sarah Polley plays one of the kids responsible for this mess (the killer bug, that is).

Woodyanders This wonderfully silly late 80's gigantic lethal bug on the loose creature feature manages to be good, brisk, dopey fun if one catches it in a properly childish state of mind. The crazy plot, cooked up with lotsa choice tried'n'true fright flick clichés by hack screenwriter George Goldsmith (the guy to blame for stretching "Children of the Corn"'s laboriously drawn-out plot to a clunky 90 minute length), has a giant, deadly, mutated insect stalking and killing people in a hospital, a plague caused by the bug infecting several patients so the building has to be quarantined (leading to your standard beat-the-clock tension and, better still, providing as good an excuse as any to keep folks trapped in the hospital so the bug can off 'em), likable take-charge macho cop Steve Railsback standing up to the slimy sucker, and SCTV veterans Joe Flaherty and Robin Duke supplying hilariously tasteless low-brow comic relief as a histrionic doofus and his equally hysterical pregnant wife, respectively. Helping out the stalwart Railsback are gutsy doctor Gwynth Walsh and nerdy bespectacled entomologist Don Lake, while Susan Anspach as another brave physician looks concerned on the sidelines and crusty hospital administrator John Vernon sourly grumbles his disapproval of the whole nutty mess throughout. Future star watchers will want to keep their eyes peeled for a very young and girlish Sarah Polley as a wee tyke the bug tries to snack on (the drooling fiend feeds on calcium, you see); at one point Railsback runs down a hallway carrying Polley in his arms while the bug chases after them! Yeah, as one could surmise from the above synopsis this is a seriously goofy and ridiculous affair, but the spirited direction by seasoned Canadian horror pic helmer William Fruet (his other credits include the savagely effective "The Last House on the Left" cash-in copy "Death Weekend," the spooky "Funeral Home," and the laughably lousy giant killer snake stinker "Spasms"), the surprisingly sound and straight performances from the admirably earnest cast (save Duke and Flaherty, who both mug it up gleefully with often sidesplitting results), the fiercely energetic and unflagging narrative momentum, a genuinely cool creature, a reasonable amount of gooey gore, and the inspired blending of 80's type gunky splatter with an endearingly hokey 50's style over-sized mankind-noshing killer bug premise make this thoroughly inane nonsense quite entertaining just the same.

eminges All this dismaying waste of film stock needs is Count Floyd popping up every sixty seconds. Somehow they got Steve Railsback, Susan Anspach, John Vernon, and Joe Flaherty together on a set and couldn't get within five miles, about eight kilometers, of an actual movie. BOY does this thing suck. There isn't one original line, thought, shot, or effect from brainless opening sequence to brainless close. The magical, ethereal Susan Anspach of Five Easy Pieces - boring. Steve Railsback - boring. John Vernon - boring. The big bug - boring. If this is a scary movie, Buttercream Gang is a thuglife documentary. Seriously - every bad movie contains its own explanation of its badness. Usually it's in the opening credits - "Written, Directed, and Produced by" one guy. Or at the very center of the action is some bimbo so talentless that you know there's one and only one reason this turkey got made. Here, you don't find out till the very last of the credits, where the cooperation of about a dozen subfunctions of the Canadian Government is gratefully acknowledged. Right now I'm watching MST's take on Beast of Yucca Flats to get the taste out of my mouth. Ghod, what an improvement.

Semih Just fun to watch, no meaning or anything. Just plain "giant mutated monster" inside a hospital and some people panic and scream while others try to stop it. I thought the acting wasn't bad, and there were a couple of gory moments. The "blue monkey" which is a giant insect was an ok model. Very predictable.