Troll 2

Troll 2 is the most charming shitty movie I have ever seen. There’s something beautiful about a movie that derives all its horror from an evil vegetarian witch and her goblin children as they perform various plant-related acts of evil and turn everyone into goop. Somewhere in what appears to be Pennsylvania lies the town of Nilbog which is the source of all goblin related evil in America. When I first watched this I thought the location was called Nil Bog, as in a scary swamp—perhaps a negative swamp where zero visitors survive. But no, it`s just goblin spelled backwards. Oh, the funky horror.

And never mind that the Druids and Stonehenge have nothing to do with America. You`re not watching this for the plot; you`re watching for scenes like this:

The truest moment of catharsis in this whole movie. The fly on his face really makes it even funnier.

There`s a reason that this movie is derided but never hated: there`s a great deal of love in the works and you can feel it. From that one mask (you know which one) that never stops being funny, to the kid defeating the witch with a bologna sandwich, to the sheer gall of the film to depict vegetarians as the evil creatures they so are, there`s a lot to love in this movie.