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CHEERLEADER AUTOPSY
Produced by Stu Dodge and Tatiana Komlos
Written, Directed, and Edited by Stu DodgeHaving viewed two productions from director Stu Dodge, the brilliantly subversive WOW! and now his newest release CHEERLEADER AUTOPSY, I have to say that Dodge's anarchistic sense of lowbrow humor is a welcome kick to the balls of Political Correctness and good taste. There's no low too low for Dodge to sink, and no laugh he can't milk from any situation. Hell, with CHEERLEADER AUTOPSY, even necrophilia is made a guilt-free, thigh-slapping laugh riot.
Dodge's world vision champions red necks, white trash, and the notion that the world is full of idiocy. If all of his character's were in the same room at once, the cumulative IQ might top out somewhere between Charlie Gordon and Forrest Gump. But comparisons to those two geniuses is a bit unfair, at least they have hearts. In Dodge's world, everybody exists in two places, the "now" and the "me". The characters give little thought to how they can work together and grow.
CHEERLEADER AUTOPSY is exactly what the name implies. You have young, nubile cheerleaders, the Fighting Beavers of Stinkwater High, on their way to the state cheerleading championships when they die in a freak bus accident. It's up to the local mortician, and his deadbeat nephew, to make sure that the bodies don't end up at the new dog food processing plant which opened across town. It seems that that plant pay top dollar for quality meat.
The cheerleaders themselves are a montly bunch. Gen X toughness is mixed with bleached out ineptitude to create dead-on accurate depictions of every cheerleader I dated in High School. Watching the poor Beavers go into epileptic seizures as they tried to perform their routines is as funny as anything I've seen recently, and the sight brought back memories. Granted, I've been trying to repress those memories for the last 10 years, but that's beside the point.