Sniper Corpse or Corpse Sniper…whatever this thing is called, thank goodness for the bottom feeding filmmakers that will let nothing, from lack of a good screenplay, lack of talented actors, lack of a budget, and lack of storytelling skill, keep them from making their movie. The art of film is being preserved by these creators that love movies, that see what makes the big screen, good and bad, and think to themselves, “I can do that. How hard could it be?”
From writer, director, and producer Keith R. Robinson, Sniper Corpse tells the story of Diane Keeley (Eleri Jones), an English war widow whose husband was killed in action a couple of years previously. Things got snafued, as they are wont to do in the military, and the British Army lost her husband’s corpse. It turns out they’ve lost a number of corpses of late, and Diane takes it upon herself to find out what’s going on.
A mysterious whistleblower gives her coordinates which lead her to what is supposed to be an abandoned military facility. There, she finds the missing corpses. As one should be able to guess from the title, the missing corpses have been reanimated in a secret army experiment, to serve as invulnerable killer automatons in overseas theaters of war. Now, it’s up to Keeley to find her dead husband and blow the lid off of the whole operation, aided by Reece (Jordan Murphy, with Howy Bratherton providing the voice), a zombie soldier whose memories of life she resurrects. Opposing them is the evil Braddock (Kit Smith), the unhinged officer in charge of the project.
There is a movie in that idea somewhere. Robinson and company barely managed to find it. Right away, in a hilariously bloody opening scene, Sniper Corpse lets a viewer know what they are in for.
In Riga, Latvia, far away from the main action of the film, sniper corpses have been sent to deal with local drug dealers, for some reason. Robinson puts a couple in harm’s way to give we viewers some cannon fodder. The sniper corpse fills them full of lead, with the coup de grâce being a wicked headshot (Robinson handled the gore effects, while David Foxley did the makeup for the zombie solders). Get used to these splattery headshots, as Robinson fell in love with them. The best I can tell, Robinson filled a balloon with fake blood, wrapped it with a Halloween mask, then blew it up. It’s effective, despite the ineptness. Perhaps endearing is a better word for the effects, as they made me want to rustle Robinson’s hair and give him some “good job, sport” encouragement.
Back in the main plot, get ready for a whole lot of nothing.
After Diane enlists the help of the dead soldier, they wind up in an unfurnished basement room with walls painted black. Get used to this room, as well, as about half the film takes place there. It’s the barest of bare sets, decorated only by some sheets of A4 paper hung here and there with anatomical diagrams printed on them. It looks as if Robinson did a Google image search, and printed some stuff from his computer. Robinson accentuates the dankness of the location by showing us, many, many times, the same shot of pipes dripping water from the ceiling, past the point of absurdity. I’ve seen some low effort shit in movies before, but the lack of imagination in this set is profound.
The cut of the movie that I saw clocks in at 74 minutes, but Robinson’s lack of storytelling pace made me feel every minute of those 74. There is a decent amount of shooting and gore, such as it is, in this flick, but the in-between stuff is about as bad as one will find in shitty cinema.
Of final note is the cinematography. Despite this being filmed within the last few years, it looks like the movie was shot on a turn of the century digital camera, with all the faulty color and resolution to match. I don’t get that, as even smartphones have had better video quality for years, now.
The ridiculous splatter effects are about all to recommend Sniper Corpse, and not because those effects are all that good. They are ambitious and ridiculous. Nothing else in this dog is worth watching, though, sending Sniper Corpse tumbling down the Watchability Index to spend its days amongst the lepers, displacing Alien Rising at #362. It’s a stay away, unless one is really into film schadenfreude.