After a series of strange deaths, the local-pro at an exclusive golf resort finds that the cantankerous relationship with the other workers present must be put on hold when the deaths point to a possessed runaway lawnmower, and when no one believes his story sets out to stop the murderous thing.This was quite a decent if slightly silly offering. One of the more engaging aspects of this one is the fact that there's quite an overall effective grounding of the bizarre scenario. The main gist of the storyline, about a killer possessed lawnmower running rampant at a golf resort, which is a solely goofy premise and yet is handled with somewhat enough class to make for a decent enough effort here. What really helps this is the inclusion of so many plot-points and references to other films in the structure of how this plays out which is quite obviously referenced as it goes along. That, in turn, leads this one to a series of incredibly fun and exciting confrontations with the killer object that tackles that follows up that sense of parody and homage. The opening series of attacks on the group out partying on the golf-course is quite enjoyable with the suspenseful stalking of the kids through the cornfields, the attack on the worker in full-view of everyone participating in lessons gives this a strong setup for the glorious rampage through the crowds at the tournament which is nicely caught on TV cameras to add an extra sense of cheesy fun to it all. The finale, with them out on the course hunting the thing down in a straight-up parody, creates plenty of goofy action set-pieces and some gory dealings in the kills which offer up some rather funny moments. These here hold it up over its minor flaws. Among the few flaws with this one is the fact that the soap opera dynamics of the residents at the club aren't that fun to sit through. Granted, it makes for a much longer effort by going through the motions of the various subplots involved in the feature, from the new golf pro on the job to the various workers upset over the new hierarchy of the employees, really isn't all that enjoyable as the film doesn't do anything interesting with these elements. They grind the film to a halt in their bland, prototypical dealings which are quite boring and do nothing but make this way too long. Likewise, some here might find the manner in which it's created and conceived might be a little too much for some out there. The fact that the story runs so close to perhaps the most hallowed and important genre film in history with the way its story and plot-points hit so closely and score as many impressive ripoffs of those scenes that it could be taken in the wrong tone. Not only is does the low-budget, cheesy tone of this one serve as a tough hurdle to handle by itself, but those when done in conjunction with the overlong setup serve as the most crippling factors. Otherwise, this really doesn't have much wrong with it.Rated R: Graphic Violence and Language.

A vicious predatory sentient lawnmower terrorizes a golf course. Easygoing owner Norman Osgood (a likable portrayal by William Towner) encourages washed-up alcoholic new pro Roy Kent (a solid performance by Robert North) to take care of the situation as quickly and quietly as possible.Director Thomas R. Rondilla, who also co-wrote the blithely absurd script with William R. Pace, relates the enjoyably loopy premise at a snappy pace, makes the most out of the sprawling golf course location, maintains a deliciously deadpan tone throughout, presents a neat assortment of colorful eccentric characters, delivers a generous sprinkling of outrageous gore, and even generates a good deal of genuine tension in the last third. Moreover, it's acted with zest by a game no-name cast: Jeremy Whelan as the obsessive and vindictive Deke Slade, Victoria Scott as eager rival pro Kelly Lange, Holly Stevenson as the horny and flirtatious Bea Osgood, Peter Wray as excitable groundskeeper Lyle, Charlie Quinn as doltish police chief Charlie Kimmel, and Bruce Katlin as a jolly whistling morgue attendant. James Hayman's surprisingly polished cinematography boasts lots of nifty lawnmower POV shots. John Hodian's spirited shivery score hits the stirring spot. A real quirky hoot.

One of a series of obscure 80's features released by Team Troma, Blades is a spoof of Jaws with a killer lawnmower(!)replacing the shark, invading a country club golf course, Tall Grass, during tournament time as a Pro Am Invitational is on the horizon. Troubled, melancholy, alcoholic former circuit star, Roy Kent(Robert North), whose career had taken a turn for the worse, is hired by club owner, Norman Osgood(William Towner)whose wife, Bea(Holly Stevenson)talked him into it..mainly because Bea lustfully desires Roy. Roy's hiring truly angers Kelly Lange(Victoria Scott)because she covets the position of Golf Pro and has worked her way up to earn such a role. Working as his assistant, there's immediate friction. Meanwhile, the killer lawnmower is catching victims off guard, leaving their bloody clothes and remains. Norman, of course, wishes for the murders to remain hush hush due to the tournament(..IT'S ON TV!!)and confides in local inept sheriff, Charlie Kimmel(Charlie Quinn)to find the killer, which includes a manhunt involving a mob of locals. Roy is alarmed at his employer's demands for the tourney to continue despite the fact that innocent lives may be in danger. Wandering around the golf course and nearby wilderness, former grounds-keeper, Deke Slade(Jeremy Whelan)knows the identity of the killer, but is considered a lunatic and sent to prison as the one responsible after being caught by hunters in possession of a regular lawnmower. Roy, not persuaded that Deke's the man, convinces Kelly to assist him in catching the killer, who attacks a pro golfer, Squire Evans(Lee Devin)during the tournament, thanks to their boss's decision not to cancel the prestigious event. Joining forces with "Great White Hunter" Deke, after his release, Roy and Kelly will attempt to put an end to this fiend once and for all.The lawnmower is often shot through point-of-view, burrowing through grass in pursuit of it's next victim. Until the attack on Squire, the film remained bloodless, just showing the sparse remains of victims after the lawnmower attacked them out of the range of the camera(..often victims were attacked in the woods with only their screams and shaky bush providing us with an indication of murderous activity. The two goriest murders show victims being pulled into the grinding blades of the machine, their legs being sawed into, as the lawnmower drags their carcass away with them shrieking in terror. There are moments where the film lets go of itself, but director Thomas R. Rondinella really gives the film a rather sedate presentation despite the ludicrous premise. One wonders aloud what must be going through these characters' minds in that they are doing battle with an enraged lawnmower, and the serious tone really boggles the mind..perhaps to show these characters unwavering resolve in the face of crisis regarding a lawnmower, the intention was to get giggles by playing the material mostly straight, despite the absurdity of it all. This film doesn't really feature the kind of madness and excess Troma is known for, despite a premise that reads like it would be. The scenes where Derek and Roy are shooting loaded rifles and shotguns at this lawnmower that seems indestructible is simply surreal. I mean there are outrageous moments such as the lawnmower causing a riot on camera as people run for their lives, and the mob preparing to catch the killer on a golf course(..and, in particular, the final showdown with the machine), but, more often than not, even these scenes have a bit of restraint not typical with the usual popular output released by Troma. Could gain a cult following if more discover it, but I'm guessing a majority of Troma fans will find it disappointing.

I watch this film every year for the sake of tradition. AI started working in a video store when I was 16 and I worked there throughout most of high school. It was probably one of my favorite jobs ever. It was a small independently owned store where I would sit on my ass, play video games or watch movies, eat pizza, drink my bosses beer, smoke cigarettes, hang out with my friends, be mean to customers or put on Star Wars and have light saber battles using rolled up movie posters with my friends. One day when I went into work my boss asked me to take all the movies off the shelves and rearrange them according to his new plan. As I was going through the movies I would set aside ones I wanted to take home for the upcoming weekend party I was throwing. I came across a movie that all I could deduce from the cover was about golf and death. Now had I noticed it was a Troma film I would have had some warning of what I was in for, but the store I worked at would simply cut the front panel off of a video box and slide it into a plastic cover on the hard cases they used for the movies. I took the movie home, popped in and my friend Zak and I sat down to watch it as I waited for the rest of our friends to show up.There have never been any words written in any language to describe what Zak and I felt after viewing this film. It was so weird. An evil demon golf cart was on a killing spree and taking out golfers. I mean…Jesus.I took the film back to the video store that Sunday. The next day in school I was talking about it to someone and they didn't believe me. I told them to stop in the store and I would rent it to them. When I went to work that night it was GONE. My boss had no idea what I was talking about. No one knew of the existence of this movie. Could it all have been an awful figment of my imagination? For the next four years I would describe to people and they would look at me like I was crazy. http://heystupid.wordpress.com/category/stupid-movies/