The FP might not be the gang movie set in the world of competitive dance videogames written in a vulgar, quasi-futuristic street vernacular the world wants, but it’s the gang movie set in the world of competitive dance videogames written in a vulgar, quasi-futuristic street vernacular the world needs. You wouldn’t think a movie with costumes as ridiculous as this and lines like “Yo, Clam Chowder, what are you for Halloween, a bitch?” would be able to stay compelling for 90 minutes, but believe it or not, it is. Rarely has a film found so many different ways to be ridiculous. Half the fun is just looking at the background actors. You can watch the red-band trailer below (NSFW for a language and a couple very brief background boobies), and, as a reminder for you Bay Area types, I’ll be hosting a screening of this bad boy in San Francisco THIS FRIDAY at which the filmmakers will be present. Bring ya moon boots.
In a dystopian future, a relentless turf war rages. Two rival gangs feud for control of rural wasteland Frazier Park (‘The FP’) in the deadly arena of competitive dance-fight video game “Beat-Beat Revelation.” After hometown hero BTRO is slain on the dance platform by thug leader L Dubba E, his protégé younger brother JTRO (Jason Trost) goes into isolation, vowing never to duel again. One year later, The FP is in ruins, and JTRO must find the courage to return and restore order in a ruthless battle for revenge that can only leave one man dancing. From the producers of PARANORMAL ACTIVITY and featuring narration by James Remar (THE WARRIORS), THE FP is a fury of fierce footwork, triumphant montages and neon street wear that Moviefone calls “a rare ready-made cult hit.”
Pff, Moviefone, whatever. How come no one ever quotes me? I think we can all agree “it will storm your uterus and throw molotov cocktails at your ovaries” is far more insightful commentary.
In select theaters March 16th, check Drafthouse Films for dates.