Birdemic: Shock And Terror: Terrible Movies #166

Let's jump right into this, shall we, because I'm not going to pussyfoot around. I am going out on a limb here, but I'm going to proclaim that Birdemic: Shock And Terror is the Worst Film Ever Made.

I said it. It's worse than Manos: The Hands Of Fate. It's worse than Beast Of Yucca Flats. It's worse than You've Got Mail. Amateurish on every level; from the wooden acting, the haphazard editing, the clunky camerawork, the poorly focused cinematography, the lack of any discernible art direction, the inconsistent sound levels, the poor pacing, the nonsensical script, the terrible make-up, and the worst special effects ever slapped on-screen, every single shot in Birdemic: Shock And Terror is a complete disaster.

Plot: Boy techie awkwardly meets girl model, he earns a million dollars, then oddly flat computer generated eagles and/or vultures attack in an 'homage' to Alfred Hitchcock who is spinning in his grave like a Tilt-A-Whirl.

Do we have a clip? Swell. In this scene, enthusiastic extras get some good news.



Now, you're probably thinking to yourself, "That had to have been doctored to seem much worse than it is.". Nope. That's the way it appears in the film.

After what is the ickiest love scene on the ickiest bedspread in the ickiest hotel room ever; where the actors have dirty feet, no chemistry, and seem to be outright disgusted by one another, the birds finally attack. Here's a clip:



Yep. That's a thing, and it happened. With coat hangers.

I implore you to see this film. It's now playing on Netflix.
Here's the trailer:



Oh. My. God. That was even worse than the movie.