‘Frogs’ (1972) (B-Movie Review) — Part Four
And finally, here we are! Almost at the end of this movie review.
So … I hope you’ve enjoyed this as much as I’ve enjoyed skewering the hell out of it.
And the part before that!
It’s time to finish up Frogs!
Finally, Pickett (Sam Elliott, remember?) wises up and leaves the island with Karen Crockett (played by Twiggy, um, I mean, Joan Van Ark). They take Clint and Johnny’s orphans/children along. They even invite even more abuse from Jason, who stubbornly refuses to leave. So he gets to sit and stew alone with his cake and no one else to eat it. No one to say “Happy Birthday, Jason!” And sing the traditional (now copyright-free) song.
Karen and Pickett and the children make it to land, thanks to Pickett’s ability to fight off aggressive animals with a paddle and a shotgun. They even make it to a road! That’s where they manage to hitch a ride with the only car in evidence within miles of the place. And, of course, the kid with the couple who picks them up simply has to show off the frog he found whilst visiting this out-of-the-way Paradise. (Or is it the Ninth Circle of Hell?)
Jason, meanwhile, sits in the dark. Alone in his empty manse. And we quickly learn why the movie is called Frogs. Finally. Because they’re everywhere all at once and moving not-so-slowly onto the lawn, all over the cake, into the house … from there you can imagine.
Spoiler alert! Things do not end well for Jason. What a shocker!
PS: The phone finally rings at the end, but when Jason picks it up, the line is dead.
Is this a thoroughly ridiculous reference to the expression, “When the bell tolls, it tolls for thee?” Or am I giving the writers way too much credit here? Oh, hell, maybe it was a sly joke. :)
PPS: Here’s a much shorter review of the same flick! Courtesy of Junta Juleil’s Culture Shock.
PPPS: I suppose one could imagine worse fates! :)
Reprinted almost word-for-word from this blog. :)
