The last time I saw this movie it was in the very back of a local video-store LITERALLY collecting cobwebs. I was a little surprised to see this one on Netflix, mostly because this is one of those B-rate horror flicks that never got that cult-following that films of this sort pretty much need to survive.
The storyline is pretty simple, as I’m pretty sure the writers for these films are given 2 sheets of paper, 1 pencil with no eraser, and 20 minutes to craft a complete script. A young boy (the title character of Luther) ends up getting an up-close performance of a carnival geek biting the head off a chicken. While most people would just say “cool” and go along their way, this deeply impacts Luther to the point to where he throws in a set of metal teeth and goes around biting the shit out of people. Oh yeah, he also makes rooster noises throughout the film.
This is actually a very watchable film, and one that any fan of B-horror needs to see if it has slipped past them up to this point. There is a scene involving an old woman and eggs that pretty much secures this as a “must see.” If you want some solid gore, a killer who thinks he is a chicken, and some pretty goddamned impressive 1990′s tits, then give Luther a shot.
It has been so hard to write up this little piece without making chicken jokes. I figured the word “cock” would have been in this thing at least 50 times.
A Southerner, Billy seems to be the most adult of us all. Especially in that shady, seedy kind of way.
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