This movie has been mentioned lately, so I figured I'd bite the bullet. It looked dumb as shit, which I'm usually into, but perhaps it looked dumb in the wrong way? Then again, perhaps I was being dumb as shit, because this movie is basically perfect trash.

Clint Howard overracts his way into our hearts as a deranged ice cream vendor who is released from a mental hospital after watching an ice cream man gunned down in a drive-by shooting. Now, this hospital's idea of therapy is to inject an entire pint of green liquid directing into the skull to make sure that there are no bad days. Only happy days. This must have been a reference to Clint's brother who was in that show, and this line is repeated throughout.

So how does a movie like this play out? Well, we follow a group of kids who like ice cream. They get it quite a few times throughout the movie, even though this vendor is awkward as fuck and really sloppy with the way he handles his food. This dude uses his bare fingers to serve dripping melting mush to people and they all love it. He even puts eyeballs into one guy's cone and the dude doesn't even notice, even after chewing on the strangely mushy item for several seconds. Also, this guy is supposed to be a detective, but he can't detect worth a shit.

This movie has a surprisingly great cast with Olivia Hussey as his former nurse who really likes old Clint, regardless of how much of a sloppy creep he is. David Naughton plays one of the kid's fathers, as does David Warner. There are also two detectives searching for the missing children, and while they investigate throughout the entire film, they ultimately accomplish nothing. One of them is even played by Jan Michael Vincent, who seems to not give a shit about anything that's happening in this entire movie.

The vibes are great, and there are some surprisingly good severed heads throughout. The effects are a lot of fun, and there's a general sense of stupidity through the whole thing that makes it quite entertaining.

The asshole older brother has a girlfriend whose nips steal the show, and one of the junior protagonists Heather grew up to be a total babe. How does a movie as stupid as this turn out to be so great? Well, it's all about the ingredients. Put in a little milk, cream, eyeballs, ground up dog, inept detectives, a mental institution, good actors, bad actors, and some stupid dialogue and what do you get? A trash epic.