Day Twenty-One: Hobo with a Shotgun (MotM 2017)

hobo with a shotgun

The point of the film is to be stupid. The point of the film is to be bloody. The point of the film is to pay homage to the bloody action films of yesteryear. The point of the film is to be simplistic and relatively apathetic. The point, the point, the point. I don’t really care what the point is. The movie’s bad. Really bad.

Much like Zombeavers or Kung FuryHobo with a Shotgun is a passion project for movies that simply aim to please. Any and all effort is put forth into the one thing that makes the movie unique from the rest—in this case, it’s the super gory action flick. Clear good vs. evil. Characters soaked in sticky red in what seems like every other scene. Dismemberment, raunchy behavior, and drugs galore. I believe one line went as follows: “You make me want to cut off my dick and rub it all over your cheeks.” Such classy lines and more (Many, many more) await in the shock factory known as Hobo with a Shotgun. Make no mistake, it’s not nearly as bad as, say, The Human Centipede, but anyone with a weak stomach should stay very clear.

And… that’s basically it. I just described the whole movie. It’s simplistic, relatively apathetic, establishes clear good vs. evil, and super gory. Characters reflect these characteristics, the plot reflects these characteristics. Special effects are incredibly minimal, but campy enough to appear realistic in their setting. They are also very gory. Needless to say, it’s ridiculous at its core, with everything being used to satisfy the basic terms this film leads by.

So, the issue of quality simply boils down to enjoyment, because speaking objectively, this is the very definition of a “Turn off your brain and enjoy” film. It’s completely within the taste of the observer to gauge its worth. If one revels in gore and good triumphing over evil, with not a lick of true character development or plot intricacies along the way, Hobo with a Shotgun is a fantastic eighty minutes. If not, one will never get those eighty minutes back. I certainly won’t.

Final Score: 2/10

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