'Tabloid' (1985) - Matt Shaffen & Bret McCormick.

 'Tabloid! (1985) is a refreshingly zany, tall tale telling trilogy of wickedly windswept and wonderfully weird news bulletins that gets off to a terrifically 'Troma-tic' start with a hilariously hirsute happening concerning a hillbilly dope deal gone murderously south which dramatically includes some suitably chewy-looking blood-squibbage, excessively girthful, rather than mirthful 'comedic' acting which all ends splendidly with the edifying, post-massacre birth of a beautiful bouncing, full-bearded baby!!! Aww! diddums!!

The clearly fun-having Writer/directors Matt Shaffen & Bret McCormick save the very best of their macabre morsels for the middle as Tabloid's bizarre, deliciously bad tasting, B-Movie highlight concerns the outlandishly 'offal' affair of the... 'BBQ for the dead!' an altogether kooky, absolutely ooky-puky confection endowed with a morbidly surreal charm all of its very own, where a recently revivified trio of crusty cadavers enjoy the pleasantries of a spontaneously manifested midnight BBQ; these heroically hungry dead-heads nauseously chew the fat, expounding upon highfalutin existential matters, finally climaxing in more of a stridently spiritual dénouement that I had anticipated, no doubt a salty enough dish for most, but ultimately the dish proved a little too 'overcooked' for my tastes!

This frequently tepid, infrequently titter-laden trilogy ends with some truly abject fluff and nonsense over one especially nefarious, storm-raising, devil-possessed vacuum cleaner that is somehow able to remotely invoke a monstrous, room-destroying, wicked witch evaporating typhoons, while certainly breezy enough in its execution was ultimately nothing more substantial than a bunch of hot air! Any freak-thinking, low budget, tabloid-lampooning, B-movie goofiness wherein the most natural acting comes from a sweetly somnolent, doo-doo making pooch will always quicken my Trash-Movie digging heart! (Apparently 'Tabloid!' featured Lisa Loeb but, quite frankly, I just couldn't see past the darling doggie's 'ruff' charms!)

 ‘Tabloid!’ is not quite the opioid for the masses.’