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Sunday, December 1, 2013

INVINCIBLE FORCE available for ON-LINE viewing via VIMEO-ON-DEMAND

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After over a one-year absence INVINCIBLE FORCE is once again (for a limited time) available on VIMEO-ON-DEMAND for both rental or purchase. Buy now before it's too late.


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Sunday, September 23, 2012

ANNIE RIORDAN of BRUTAL AS HELL reviews INVINCIBLE FORCE









Of all the crude, chauvinistic, immature gestures that little men with undersized penises make, my least favorite is the “suck it” gesture. The gesturer in question will flatten both palms, fingers together, as though about to execute a double karate chop. Instead, with pinkies in and thumbs out, the hands will be slammed against the upper thighs, fingers pointing down, forming a crude triangular framing of the genital area, indicating that the recipient of said gesture “suck it.” Why any man who has graduated from grade school thinks this is a cool thing to do is beyond me. It looks silly, implies ignorance and is about as attractive as watching a baboon fling its excrement. But the gesture itself perfectly sums up what Dan Schneidkraut’s “Invincible Force” is all about: insecurity, testosterone, the fragile male ego and the awesomeness of Finnish death metal.

Drew is nothing special, granted. He’s an average Joe living a nondescript life in Minneapolis, but he has a decent job (office janitor), a good friend in fellow pudge-pal Chris, and a sweet girlfriend named Amber, who doesn’t care that he’s overweight, balding and not rich. She loves him for who he is. Unfortunately, Drew himself doesn’t know who he is and doesn’t particularly love himself. The semi-recent death of his mother and a strained relationship with his father seems to have knocked him for more of a loop than even he cares to admit. Perhaps it was his inability to prevent his mom’s death that has forced him to realize that he has no control over any aspect of his life, and if there’s one thing that insecure males crave more than sex, it’s control.

Drew decides to get with The Program, a rigorous 90 day diet and workout regiment which promises to transform him from flabby manboy to ripped and shredded badass. It’s not an easy transition: it’s tiring, nauseating and just plain hard, but Drew sticks with it. Eventually, when the fat begins to recede and the muscle starts to timidly rise to the surface, Drew’s confidence grows. But with the confidence comes the plague of entitlement. He’s worked hard and is seeing results, therefore he deserves rewards. Confidence becomes arrogance.

He dumps Amber for being too fat. He makes fun of Chris for being chunky. He browses the OKCupid dating profiles like a third generation cattle farmer at a heifer judging contest. He constantly talks about erasing the negative influences from his life, not realizing that he is the biggest and most negative obstacle in his own way. Soon, Drew is speaking in a language as foreign to me as Central Siberian Ket. Muscle mass, protein intake, blahblahblah steroidal juicing stuff, etc. With his friends long gone and his job lost, Drew devotes himself entirely to The Program, descending into a dark, lonely world of madness, sports shakes and fiber bars.

My friend and fellow reviewer Chris Hallock referred – respectfully – to Invincible Force as a “damn ugly” movie. He’s right, and I couldn’t have said it better myself. It IS a damn ugly movie, but it’s also subtly brilliant and weirdly, sickeningly funny. It’s not a movie to be enjoyed by any means. Much like Schneidkraut’s previous film “Seeking Wellness” it is a film to be experienced. It’s a cinematic orbitoclast, slamming into your cerebral cortex and knocking loose the dark matter you never really wanted to acknowledge was there. We’ve all known guys like Drew, have wondered what the hell makes them tick and why they’re such oblivious douchebags. “Invincible Force” strives to answer those questions and does a damn awesome – and ugly – job of it. The truth is never pretty, and if there’s one thing that Schneidkraut does well, it’s the Truth, stripped naked and shoved right in your face. I can honestly say that I will never again take a shit without thinking of this film, and if you’re wondering what the hell that means, I implore you to find out for yourselves.
With an awesome soundtrack featuring Finnish band Maveth (oh goody, a new metal band for me to salivate over! and regardless of what Drew says, girls DO listen to metal!) and a cast of real people, Invincible Force is like walking in on your parents while they’re having BDSM sex. It’s icky and uncomfortable and totally unforgivable and – yeah – damn ugly. It needed to be made, and few people would have dared told it the way Schneidkraut does. It’s ugly for a good reason, which just makes the aftermath all the more beautiful.

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Link to original ANNIE RIORDAN review HERE.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

INVINCIBLE FORCE WINS "BEST SOUNDTRACK" @ MUFF

 
Despite some difficult technical issues INVINCIBLE FORCE was able to pull through with immaculate sound and win the coveted "BEST SOUNDTRACK" award at this year's Minneapolis Underground Film Festival. Congratulations to all of the soundtrack contributors: TALISSA MEHRINGER, AARON AREL, STEVEN KLINGLER, MAVETH and of course SERBERUS.

 

Thank you very much to everyone who attended and to the jury from The Minneapolis Underground Film Festival for recognizing the immense talent and motivational power of the INVINCIBLE FORCE soundtrack contributors. This is only the beginning.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

day 7- metal metal metal

saw chris today. good dude. listened to some fucked up band called MAVETH - shit sounds evil. pretty blasting stuff, got a dude from excommunion in it so already im pretty stoked. i gotta get back into more music, maybe start playing guitar more. then ill be one of those super ripped bald guys like that dude from dissection who killed himself FOR SATAN. total badass in the dumbest way ever. i remember some dudes on a messageboard were saying he probably killed himself after he listened to that Maha Kali album.

what do you expect, dude put out a TECHNO album when he was in jail and that sucked too

im gonna go listen to some DAWN now while i work out

SAY YOUR PRAYERS! NOW! YOU! DIE!