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Saturday, March 23, 2013

Hood Rat (2001)

  • Isaiah Washington
  • Ice-T
  • Guy Torry
A cross between Willard and The Super, Hood Rat finds slum lord Bernard Souilliez (Taurean Blacque) being sentenced to live for 30 days in his own housing project, Forest Tower, only to find it overrun with man-eating rats. If the plot sounds ridiculous, it is, but to give the film some credit, it doesn't try to play it completely straight -- although when Ice -T is your comic relief, you're in trouble. Hood Rat's resemblance to Willard is thinly veiled: Max (a slumming Isaiah Washington) is a soft-spoken, bullied homeless man who frees a rat from a mousetrap and befriends it. The rat, whom he names Tara, soon develops a fatal attraction (and apparently an ability to understand English), recruiting her brothers and sisters to chew on anyone who wrongs basically, everyone. All of the trappings of "urban horror" are to be found: the ghetto (in this case, Atlanta), ghetto people (gangsters, crackheads, Ice-T), ghetto animals (pit bulls, rats, Ice-T), and a ghetto budget. To be fair, though, Hood Rat has a solid cast -- including Miguel Nunez, Jr. and Guy Torry -- and an OK budget (it doesn't appear to be shot on video), but it all goes to waste on this toothless retread. Beyond the stiff writing and minimal gore, the overly caffeinated director seems to think that any dramatic action necessitates fast and/or slow motion, hyper zooms, and stretchy camera effects that feel like a funhouse mirror...without the fun. He/she even manages to take the fun out of seeing rats come out of a toilet to devour a crackhead's anus. Where's a Michael Jackson ballad when you need one???


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