Starring: Martin Dingle Wall, Ken Lally, Kenny Wormald, and Gary Sturm.
Directed and written by Joe Dietsch and Louie Gibson.
Plot: An alcoholic drifter must battle his own withdrawal, and psychotic rednecks after he becomes a target in a deranged towns hunting game.
Okay, so this movie currently sits on a 5.1 out of 10 over at IMDb. Which to be honest, is a little harsh I must admit, been as Happy Hunting has a list of awards to its name, to name a few; best action film (Atlanta Horror Film Festival), best overall feature (GenreBlast Film Festival), best horror feature (Studio City Film Festival).
The plot is amazing, let’s be honest. The guys had an idea and they ran with it, and they were able to provide the perfect blend of character and violence. So to paint you a picture, our main character Warren (Wall) is about to do a meth deal, but it goes a bit sour, following this deal gone bad he decides to lay low from his boss and head to Mexico. On his little trip he encounters an old hunting town, Bedford Flats. I mean straight from the get go this movie is gritty, it’s gripping, and better yet, it’s violent! The movie clings on to it’s darker colours such as blue and grey, and it uses them to paint us this bleak existence that Warren is going through. For the second part of the movie, in Bedford Flats the colour is so bright, so happy and uplifting that you have to sit and think, are better things on the horizon for Warren, but no, they’re not. The townsfolk however live in absolute harmony, it’s a small town, maybe 135 residents, with their annual traditions their lives are absolute bliss.
The thing that makes this movie awesome is that it’s kinda like a low budget, lower class version of the Purge, but it kicks it’s ass in every aspect, I mean yeah the acting isn’t Hollywood blockbuster, the visual effects weren’t spectacular, but the characters themselves, were original. They actually had character and personalities, rather than some tarted up toffs who wore suits and used fancy weapons, this movie is what it is. And what it is, is glorious.
The tone of the movie is pretty dark, it just oozes seediness, backwoods drug deals and moonshine brewing, scattered with flannel wearing, almost primitive people. I think a lot of thought has gone into the characters themselves, something makes them so genuine and so appealing for us to keep on watching, something that makes us watch the movie as a sporting event. We almost want them to succeed in getting notches on their belts in the form of taking the life of a living, human being, we want them to go home, covered in the blood and glory of their hunt.
So if you would like to see a pensioner laying on a blanket in the desert taking pot shots with a sniper, or a fat redneck sunbathing with his shirt off, then you should watch, Happy Hunting.
Rating: 6.4 bloody meth crystals out of a possible 10.