Richard Bates, Jr.
Some blood, a crazy bitch, a dying girl, overbearing parents and free jump ropes are all things you will find in this movie. Family betrayals and snotty neighbor kids drive the crazies even crazier, resulting in at least two wonderfully bloody corpses in this 18 minute ordeal of bloodlust and psychopathy.
Condensed into a terse 18 minutes, Excision tries a little too hard to make the viewer feel empathy toward a boyish sociopath who just loves to cut living things apart. Maybe I'm just shallow, but I was really hoping that this movie would follow one of two paths. One of those paths would involve the main character going on an organ-stealing rampage in Time Square. The other would be a plot-line about some half-wit valley girl addicted to getting plastic surgery on her horribly disfigured face. Instead, a strange looking boy/girl hybrid cried about not being loved, extracted the heart and liver out of a dead crow, cried a little more and then finally acted out her sick little fantasy for the last 25 seconds of the film.
If it were a full-length film, the characters could have been fleshed out a little more. Personalities could have been built up, allowing me to feel something for this strange bunch of suburban white people. Instead, I was left wondering what was really wrong with all of these people. Why were they as fucked up as they were? Left with no attachment to anyone really, I only found comfort that at least two people died, and another would probably live her life in a padded cell shortly after the film ended. –Ross Solomon