An insane cannibal redneck stalks the woods in the French country side and kills anyone who dares to cross his path.
When people think of French horror movies some tend to lean towards the more classic, erotic films by the likes of Jean Rollin. However, I'm willing to bet that the rest and the majority of people think of the high-end, polished, gore films like "Haute Tension", "À l'intérieur" and "Martyrs". I don't believe any one ever thinks of ultra low-budget, trashy, Super-8 films that are just so wonderfully awful and inept that they make you say, "Oh. My. God." That is where N.G. Mount's 1983 epic "Ogroff: Mad Mutilator" comes in. This American inspired trash-terpiece has gained quite a following and a reputation over the years but, sadly, I never really bothered to watch it. Until I finally picked up a copy of the recent and legitimate DVD release (because I'm not paying a shit load of money for an original VHS copy) from Artus Films and I have to say, the wait was definitely not worth it.
Inspired by the likes of "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre", "The Burning" and god knows what else -- "Ogroff" tells the tale of a maniacal butcher stalking the woods in the French country side. The wool vested, leather-masked madman chops up any man, woman or child who dares to enter his woods and meander about aimlessly. And apparently there's a whole lot of French folks who feel like taking a stroll for no good goddamn reason.
There isn't any assembly of plot that can actually be found in "Ogroff", at least not in the movie I watched. People show up, people get killed. More people show up and they get killed. When Ogroff gets tired of killing people he takes to viscously attacking inanimate objects with his axe, like cars and chess sets. Then if that gets boring, he settles for jaggin' off his axe and taking random women as his common law wife. A moment I am still very much confused by. The wife part, not the jaggin' off with the axe part. That one was pretty self explanatory.
During the course of the movie's runtime, which was approximately 5 hours, that's all that really happened: Ogroff chopping up bodies with lots of gore "effects" that were just so damn terrible it would have made German splatter filmmakers stop and go, "Really? You're really going to put that into your movie, you crazy French bastard?" You better believe he did! And wait until you see the breath taking scene of Ogroff pushing a car into a lake. It will both SHOCK and AMAZE you.
It's extremely easy to rip on "Ogroff" because it's a terrible movie made by someone who had no idea what he was doing but wasn't about to let that stop him from making the movie. In which case that makes "Ogroff" kind of an admirable effort even if it borders on being unwatchable. And I say it borders because the movie eventually reaches a point where it becomes so insane that it is mesmerizing to watch. Oh man, when you get to see what Mr. Ogroff keeps in his basement…holy shit…
Again, it's very easy for me to sit here and make fun of a terrible movie for being terrible but "Ogroff" isn't to out of the ordinary. It's about on par for guys like Nathan Schiff and the early Super-8 movies of Tim Ritter -- they're not good but everyone has to start somewhere. I think part of the problem is that "Ogroff" wasn't meant for the modern world. He was suited for a time when people had to buy movies through mail-order companies that they found in the back of magazines. Or better yet, at Flea Markets. "Ogroff" was probably a comforting and entertaining piece of insane-crap that was brought to life through the warm glow of analog and magnetic tape. In the clean, crisp, digital age it simply comes off as another bad movie. However, with that being said, undoubtedly all the things that I found wrong with the movie -- and by that I mean everything -- will be all the things that others will love about it. "Ogroff" is just one of those movies.