With 516 uses of the f word, massive amounts of gore, a version that has hardcore inserts, alternate titles including The Bowling Horror and Big Balls, a long and violent assault scene and attacks on everyone of every sexual persuasion, Gutterballs is exactly the kind of movie that parents thought that their kids were watching and needed to be protected from in the video nasties era. In fact, it goes way beyond anything you think that it’s going to go past.
After said opening assault, a killer named BBK is hiding within the Xcalibur Bowling Centre, looking for revenge on the gang that attacked Lisa. The film blends slasher attacks — with a bowling theme — with a giallo-like killer with a bowling bag over his or her face.
Seriously, if you are at all squeamish, I would avoid this one. There’s a graphic penis destruction scene that will hurt even the hardiest of gorehounds. After saying that, I have to admit that I liked the humor of this film, as it brings in some good references, like the phone number for the bowling alley being 976-3845 (976-EVIL).
There’s also a sequel known as Balls Deep.
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It’s funny because the dingus cutting scene was fine. The bowling pin scene… now that was a bit much to handle.
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Well, you and Sam got me. Never saw this one. Never heard of this one. Doh!
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The first time I saw this movie was at a fantasy football draft party. My manager got me to join and he was a huge horror guru and knew very obscure films. So he played this for about fifteen people. Most of which were pretty streamlined middle class dudes. The most horror they knew was just what the AMC channel played during October. So it was an awkward viewing.
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That’s a great story. And relatable. That’s how you discovered — before social networking — movies: word of month, through friends into a particular genre. Or at a small video store. Or comic book store that got into renting oddball titles (Evil Dead Trap, for example).
I too, have had those moments where you have “mainstream” friends — the “AMC Channel October crowd” — go “What the hell?” when you show them something like, Shock. “This is where Jason came from” and you try to get them to watch Bay of Blood. Then, they’re not your friends anymore . . . lol. They’re, maybe, “Cronenberg,” definitely “Craven,” but in no way “Bava.”
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