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CAST
Angela Jones - Gabriela
William Baldwin - Paul Guell
Bruce Ramsay - Eduardo
Lois Chiles - Katrina Brandt
Barry Corbin - Lodger
Daisy Fuentes - Clara
Mel Gorham - Elena
Carmen Lopez - Lourdes
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Curdled (18)
 
Critic Rating (2.0)
Reader Rating (0.0) |
(1996, Black Comedy) |
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Director - Reb Braddock |
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Stars - Angela Jones, William Baldwin |
Remember that scene in Pulp Fiction where Harvey Keitel helps clean up Samuel L. Jackson's bloody car? Well Curdled is basically an extended version of that scene, with a few little extras added in. Gabriela is very interested in the macabre and death (when she was brought up she saw a person plummet to their death past her window), and gets a job as a maid mopping up blood and clean the house after a murder. But the angle is that all the blood she's mopping up belongs to victims of the Blue Blood Killer (Baldwin), who dates rich woman and beheads them after getting his hands on their money. However, one victim manages to write the killer's real name (Paul Guell) on the floor, which Angela discovers while cleaning up the mess. But at the same time the killer has accidentally locked himself in a wine cellar while she makes the discovery, so he has to protect his identity by getting rid of her.
Although this isn't a great film, it's watchable. The idea isn't exactly interesting, and could probably have been better with a decent script. For the main part of a film that is uneventful and predictable, all we really get is a bunch of cleaners mopping up blood and talking about it, and then we cut to the killer and his latest victim. The script tries to be witty and funny, and rarely succeeds. The only dialogue that raised a smile was when their supervisor gave them the warning: "At the end of a job, always be sure to do an Idiot Check to make sure you didn't overlook anything", recalling a customer who wanted a refund after finding overlooked skull fragments under the dining room table.
Quentin Tarantino's name is displayed on the front cover, although his only part of the film was executive producer and the whole film was his idea. But that's just the problem; it's an idea for a scene (used well in Pulp Fiction) stretched out to ninety minutes in an attempt to cash in on Tarantino's name. It's an average film, but I wouldn't really know who to recommend it to. I suppose anyone who is looking for a strange film with a lot of blood and hint of humour will like it.
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