Review of Seed

A wiser man than I used to tell me, "Don't pay good money for a bad time." Simple words, usually simple enough to live by. Words that kept ringing thru my head as I sat through Seed. This is an empty excercise in vile, disgusting, and utterly unimaginagitve brutality of an extreme fashion. I am a true horror fan and enjoy the genre for its story-telling devices as well as for some of the more sensationalist aspects. Disturbing films are well within my realm of taste (I've got top ten lists that will attest to it) but I admit to feeling ashamed for watching this one. This film is demented, but not in any worthwhile way. Uwe Boll asks a lot from his audience and gives absolutely NOTHING in return. Nothing to contemplate, nothing to make you wonder, nothing to chew over, nothing to take away. Except perhaps a sharp feeling of remorse for offering him your time and attention. Or a few thrills if ( IF. As in ONLY IF) ultra-violent, sadistic voyerism to no greater purpose is your thing. Call me pretentious, but I enjoy horror with a brain. Brains dashed back and forth across living room walls doesn't count. Mindless horror can be fun too, but generally only if an inspired admiration for film itself or for visual story-telling shines though now and again. Not the case here. This is 90 minutes of cliches and contrived, lazy plot points that add up to one big genuinely bad time. As some have noted, there ARE capable actors working here. But nothing in this film did them any services. Finally, a big F**K YOU to director Boll for abusing a classic Hitchcock's Psycho sequence in his loathsome movie. In all sincerity dear reader, this is garbage.