The year is 2008. Jonathon “The Impaler” Sharkey is a
conservative Luciferian vampire politician with an evil eye on the White House.
Richard Mullenax is a local filmmaker with a devilish scheme of his own: stage
a documentary about Sharkey in which a variety of actors, shills and unwitting
locals relentlessly prank the unknowing and bottomlessly precocious
Presidential hopeful from behind a façade of legitimate film journalism. Kind of a reverse BORAT… or tantric Punk’d.
The result, IMPALED: PAINFULLY BLUNT, winner of Best Full
Length Feature at the 2009 Geauga Film Festival, is amateurish, uneven and compulsively
watchable. Whether that watchability owes more to Mullenax’s goading monkey
shines or Sharkey’s concerted, indomitable eccentricity… that’s a tougher call
to make.
Sharkey is no stranger to attention. An ex-professional
wrestler and the subject of an earlier legit documentary, IMPALER (which
followed his 2006 pursuit of Minnesota’s gubernatorial seat), the man carries a
spike-laden wooden stake for impaling his enemies. He claims to be a practicing vampire, champion boxer and face-shredding
metal guitarist. Put him in front a camera and something will happen… whether
you’re pranking him or not.
Mullenax, on the other hand, should not be in front of the
camera, and the scripted interjections he throws into the film, during which he
sets up some of the hijinks and smugly proclaims his will to mischief, are immediately
alienating. They also underscore one of the film’s running flaws – it really doesn’t
take this much effort to make Sharkey come off as something of a lunatic.
It’s Mullenax’s least elaborate ruses that pay out the
largest returns (partially because less set-up means more Sharkey). When he takes
champion boxer Jonathon Sharkey to a boxing ring and puts him fist-to-head with an actual boxer - pretty funny. When he takes face-shredding heavy metal axe man Jonathon Sharkey to an open mic at a local
bar only to reveal The Impaler can barely shred wheat – pretty funny. Honestly,
just having normal American voters legitimately question a cloaked politician
wielding homemade weaponry is really pretty funny.
Meanwhile, an elaborate, long-running scheme involving a
skulking vampire hunter fizzles; a rigged confession from Sharkey’s staged MySpace
crush is shruggable; and two long scenes in which actor Scott Nimrod,
portraying an African American rights activist, attempts to verbally bully
Sharkey into admitting to racism only ends up making the “activist” look
ignorant.
IMPALED’s most ill-advised segment is the use of an entire
interview from a FOX affiliate in which mugging political satirist Greg
Gutfield and comedian Jim Norton make repeated, lazy vampire jokes at a gleeful
Impaler, who’s obviously more than happy just to be given the chance
to tote out his stake live in studio. It’s a hefty chunk of unoriginal content
that’s successful only in further driving home a question I had for the entire
film, and which I almost wonder if Mullenax was afraid to ask.
(Granted, I haven’t seen W. Tray White’s earlier doc IMPALER,
nor have I read much supporting material about Sharkey and his campaigns, but,
seriously:)
How self-aware is Jon Sharkey?
If, on the one hand, his
terrorist-staking, cloak-wearing, blood-chugging image is all a happy
hand-me-down from his pro-wrestling days – a ghoulish caricature into whose
skin a savvy, attention hungry Sharkey feels most at home – then IMPALED is
simply a carnival within a carnival. And Mullenax and Sharkey are merely
competing hucksters each brandishing their own unique, colorful deceptions for
the sheer thrill of public attention.
If, on the other hand, Sharkey is a bit too comfy in his
wacky Impaler skin – if he is, in fact, mentally ill, then Mullenax is just another
pop culture opportunist, conning a man who should be encouraged to seek
treatment - not political office. In this case, Mullenax is boldly exploiting
Sharkey’s bad wiring for the simple, selfish satisfaction of dancing in the rain
of sparks.
Since I can’t answer the above question (although looking up Sharkey’s legal history definitely helped to inform my bias), I’ll share one of my favorite scenes: It’s when a hungry Sharkey, looking intensely concerned, questions a waitress about the size of the restaurant’s meatball sandwich. The only part of the movie that’s more offensive than some of Sharkey’s political opinions is the scene that follows: The jowly vamp deep-sixing the four-meatballs-long grinder. (2 out of 4 Stars)
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