Review: The Weird Kidz keeps it chill, even in the face of a monster and a cult
I don't know if I've ever been so excited to review a movie as I am The Weird Kidz , the delightfully low-key by writer-director-animator Zach Passero. I saw this movie a few years ago, I think ahead of it playing in some form at Annecy, and it's one of the movies that I would say is responsible for me having this blog today. I found the film such a pleasant surprise, a nifty little indie with charmingly rough edges and big heart beneath its sometimes shocking bloodshed and occasional nudity. It's nostalgic without being navel-gazey, just a really fucking good time. The film follows a trio of friends as they head out on a camping trip. Dug is plagued by body issues and frequent bullying by his older brother Wyatt; both boys are sort of pushed aside by their parents, who only have eyes for their younger (and very adorable sister). Mel is a creative force to be reckoned with, writing comic books and playing with his (huge-dicked) dog, Grumbles. Fatt feels like he's a ...
