NOM NOM NOM!
Tomatoes have turned evil and are eating people. Jim Richardson (George Wilson) is charged to stop this menace and so brings in Mason Dixon (David Miller) and his team, led by Lt. Wilbur Finletter (Rock Peace), to do the deed. Cub reporter Lois Fairchild (Sharon Taylor) gets involved trying to warn the public about the horrors, but instead becomes a part of everything. If this sounds stupid, it is absolutely stupid, cheerfully and gleefully stupid, so stupid that it votes for the Silly Party candidate, and, as such, is a really fun farce….
The idea of killer tomatoes is patently absurd. Now that we have that statement out of the way, I’ll proceed. As with the best horror films, this one takes something that is supposed to be safe, harmless and even good for you into something horrid. Much likeor the myriad films in which someone becomes trapped in their own house or hunted by a boyfriend or child, the idea of killer tomatoes is very unsettling; the difference is that the other things remain disturbing, while killer tomatoes become silly the instant after you hear the idea. That’s a great deal of the fun.
The humor in this film follows the school of “toss it all toward the screen, maybe something will stick” which means that for every good joke, there are plenty of groaners. Of course, that’s the point of the film, it’s meant to be dumb, but, like a blond cheerleader – who no doubt has nice tomatoes of her own – it’s cheerfully dumb which is its appeal; that, and the tomatoes. Oh those tomatoes! The special effects in this film are bad to say the least. You can easily see the wheels underneath some of the larger paper-mache tomatoes as they roll toward their victims. None of this detracts from the film’s quality though as, again, it’s meant to be bad.
The only thing left to mention is the music. The title song, Attack of the Killer Tomatoes, is so overwrought that even before we know what’s going on we know that the film will be silly. The solution to the tomato menace is the dreadful song “Puberty Love” which was written for a castrato chipmunk, but was performed by Matt Cameron of Pearl Jam and Soundgarden; the status of his testicles is unknown at the time of this writing. The device of music used to slay the evil invaders was later used by Tim Burton for his fun and was just as amusing there as here.
Check it out, as a fan of films you must, oh yes, you must.