Directed by Fred Olen Ray
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Let’s just get this out of the way: Sideshow is in many ways Full Moon’s homage to the 1932 classic Freaks, but don’t take that to mean that it’s a rip-off. Sideshow is its own movie completely, but in this rather small sub-genre of carnival horror it’s probably pretty hard to make a movie without at least in some way recalling Freaks. It’s clear, though, that Full Moon and director Fred Olen Ray purposefully inserted a few nods of the cap to the classic film, and instead of inducing groans they actually work well to pay their respects to what came before (and no doubt influenced their respective artistic pursuits).
But we’re not hear to talk about Freaks, we’re here to talk about freaks! Sideshow opens with a man desperately crawling away from a sideshow tent. The employees of the traveling establishment don’t seem to be in a helpful mood either, as they ominously approach him as if he were their prey. The smallest of the group, Dr. Graves (Phil Fondacaro), then makes it clear to the audience that this frightened fan isn’t going anywhere. Are these freaks cannibals? Are they sadists? Are they just looking for a friend to chat with? Sideshow will have you asking the big questions… and more!
Not in the “they’re just low-budget movie characters” kind of way either. No, these characters are mere one-dimensional cutouts of real people, defined by a single trait throughout the film. They don’t matter because the real stars of the film — the heroes even — are the members of the sideshow. I can’t say that everything the carnival performers do is especially valiant or legal, and they definitely aren’t persecuted and sympathetic like the monsters of Nightbreed, but there is a sense that they’re working from a sense of justice. It’s warped a little, but whose sense of justice isn’t? I never thought I’d look to the bible for review inspiration, but hey, let the one without sin cast the first stone.
For a film little more than 70 minutes, Sideshow features a fairly slow build, but it’s enjoyable as long as you like the odd fringe culture of the US, cool makeup fx, and characters you don’t care about. If you’re not interested in that kind of stuff, I wonder how you found yourself reading this far into the review. Perhaps you were abducted and you just woke up in a stark white room with nothing but a computer and this review on it. Maybe you found it on the high seas, printed out and rolled up in a little bottle. Whatever the case may be (I won’t judge), Sideshow is a fun diversion for a night’s B-Movie entertainment.
Next time I get around to a Full Moon movie, I’ll be checking out Anita Rosenberg’s Assault of the Killer Bimbos from 1988! See ya then!