

It was a subversion of his own style, and with Vol.

That film features one of my favorite moments of longing and gazing into someone’s eyes, in a dance scene that Kaufman would normally keep his focus on the female form (so to speak). 1 set the stage for insanity with a tale of young love amidst radioactive foodstuffs and government/corporate conspiracy. “… Lauren has just given birth to a mutated duckling baby.” Suffice to say, Kaufman may have a difficult time in topping this flick. 2 means to The Toxic Avenger and/or The Battle of Love’s Return. What Inland Empire means to Eraserhead, Return to … Return to Nuke Em High AKA Vol. There are near celestial levels of indulgences taken, all for the better! It’s an utter astonishment of sensory penetrations that re-aligns the parameters of Uncle Lloyd’s filmmaking comfort zones. 2 is the all too meta, fourth wall breaking, asylum wall destroying amalgamation of everything Kaufman has been working towards in his career. 1 was the methodical-lite entry that settled on character and punk tones, Vol. 2, is Troma’s most manic magnum opus yet. His latest, the remake/reboot/re-imagining/sequel(?) Return to … Return to Nuke Em High AKA Vol. So much purpose behind a person’s behind can bring a tear to one’s eye. Kaufman is guilty of offensive acts, sure, but each and every one of them is injected with great thought, energy, effort, and heart.


More than the simple visual of a fat man writhing on the floor with his pants down, blowing chunks of bowel demons on a wall, it was a moment of aggressive transgression that pushed it from stunt gag to transcendent beauty. This one bit altered my opinion of general cinematic poopery so much that I even wrote about how it deserved an Oscar nomination. In his fast food zombie picture Poultrygeist, there’s a sequence involving an obese sandwich marketer crapping all over a bathroom in explosive quantities. I don’t think anyone with eyes and ears will accuse American auteur Lloyd Kaufman of indulging in and engulfing his films with massive amounts of toilet humor.
