1966 Christmas travesty
Rating: 2/20
Plot: A clown named Whizzo ruins Christmas.
Yes, I watched a RiffTrax version of this.
Somebody wanted to watch a Christmas movie and then refused to pay any attention to the comedic stylings of Kansas City television legend Frank Wiziarde as Whizzo the Clown. The only writing credit for this is Byers Jordan who is credited with the "idea," and it's no surprise this didn't really have a script. It's just Wiziarde freestyling, talking a mile a minute and seemingly unable to focus long enough to complete a sentence at times. The takes are long, making this experience even more bizarrely excruciating. It's like the director (umm, Frank Wiziarde) wanted us to feel stuck with this insane clown, trapped in these moments that seemed unlikely to end. I was uncomfortable several times, and I can't imagine how the children who had to be there felt.
Movie magic that seems more dated than the movie magic Melies filmed 70 years earlier, shots of animatronics in storefronts, a magic carpet powered by crepe paper, some racist wind-up toys. And lots and lots of Whizzo, more Whizzo than I assume most people would be able to handle.
Even better than whatever the hell Whizzo is doing is this little girl who couldn't stop coughing. I assume she died of tuberculosis within a week of the filming, but at least her life ended on a high note.
What the hell is wrong with Whizzo's feet, by the way?
The RiffTrax guys also shared a short film about Christmas trees with human faces. It was disturbing.
It should be noted that I was giggling uncontrollably throughout this.
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