I’ll be honest, at first I only wanted to go see Slither in order to support Nathan Fillion. But the trailers made it look entertaining, and the reviews were pretty good, so in the end it wasn’t just Serenity love that made me go.
Slither isn’t going to win any Oscars, it isn’t about any great themes. It is content to be a film about a gross alien invasion with plenty of humour thrown in. And cursing. Plenty of cursing.
Bill Pardy is police chief, or sheriff or something I don’t really know how the US police system works, in a small town. Where his partner checks the speed of birds and the like, disappointed if he is more than two miles out with his guess. Bill has a crush on local teacher, Starla. But she is married to Grant Grant. The trouble starts when Grant goes out and gets himself infected by an alien parasitic monster thing, that takes over his body and soon attempts to take over the entire town and then the world in its desire for “meat”.
The plot isn’t really that important though. What is important is the blend of gore and humour, and Slither is a perfect example of this sort of film. You’ll be laughing through your disgust. And wondering how a film where every second word seems to be fuck managed to only get a 15A rating.
Nathan Fillion gets to show off how good he is at falling on his face. There are a few pretty girls for the fellas, but mostly this is about the ick-factor.
I think my favourite part was after the slug things attack the police posse and more than a few officers end up unconscious, but alive, and one of the unaffected officers says “Praise be Jesus!” This prompts Mayor Jack MacReady to rant about how far these slugs are from being a reason to praise Jesus. “This shit is about as far from God as shit can get!”