If the Noble Prize winning writer William Faulkner had set out to write a picture about a deadly pair of man-panties, he would still have had to struggle to match the insane greatness of Killer Thong, the astounding Canadian WTF gimmick party movie directed by Reno Anatasio and written by Anastasio and Shawn Doucette. Two male strippers, Cashier (Shawn Doucette) and Old Timer (Junior Lirette), have been hired by Debbie (Jennifer Campbell) to deliver a birthday gram to Alex (Rebecca Ambrosino). The two show up, drop britches and wave their cheeks in front of the party for the girls. Debbie is grinning and snapping Polaroids, Julie (Cynthia Taylor) and Mandy (Lelesha Railsback) are also having a ball, but Alex is freaked to the point to where she passes out.
“The skulking man-panties float through the air, breathing heavy as it hunts its panty prey.”
In the aftermath of the party, the leopard print thong that Cashier stuffed and wiggled his s**t into comes to life and starts stalking Alex and her friends. The skulking man-panties float through the air, breathing heavy as it hunts its panty prey. Bolts of electricity ripple around the flying a*s floss, allowing it to hypnotize its victims with its disembodied bulge. Women are frozen in their tracks, locked in a scream while the thong flies into their open mouths and electrocutes them. Alex girds herself with a novelty sword and a sports helmet to fight the floating ball-hugging horror…
The next big internet challenge is to get really stoned while watching Killer Thong, as it will transform your fun gathering into a mind f**k blood orgy of happiness. It the kind of ultimate party movie that could only come screaming out of the indie sphere. By the end credits, every angle of your intoxication will be polished to a chrome gleam. It gets down to the brass panty tacks right away, fulfilling its homicidal banana hammock promise fully. But it gives you so much more on top of that. Right from the Dukes of Hazard polyphonic flip phone ringtone, Killer Thong revels in a turn-of-the-century analog landscape. All of this nostalgia chow will feed many folks’ beer-born sentimentality as they chug their way through. Those that are baked like a cake will delight in the drawn-out sequences with weird repetitions, similar to the best of Kids in the Hall and Tim & Eric.
"…Before watching, you will need to prepare your jaw for its new life on the floor. "
