A homeless vigilante blows away crooked cops, pedophile Santas, and other scumbags with his trusty pump-action shotgun.
Hobo is in no way on par with Rodriguez and Tarantino’s well-made neo-trash, but it is gleefully gruesome and knowingly funny as well as being shamelessly inept. And Hauer’s mighty presence holds together a film that would otherwise have been little more than a cacophony of carnage.
Twice as good as a fi lm based on a spoof trailer has any right to be, Hobo is a great career kickstarter for director Eisener and the credibility boost Hauer richly deserves.
Created by a fan for fans everywhere, Eisener's film is simultaneously original and a perfect throwback to the blood-splattered movies of the 70s.
Hauer’s best since The Hitcher. If Eisener calms down, he may have a career outside live-action ’toons. Or he might replace Hauer with Lance Henriksen and make seven direct-to-the-dungeon sequels in Bulgaria.
Best enjoyed after a liquid dinner.
tacky exercise in blood-soaked silliness.
Provides its target audience with exactly what they want while still managing to be aware of just how silly it all is.
Shot in acid yellows and Hallowe'en reds, it stomps over any notions of good taste and credibility after roughly five minutes.
There’s no escaping the fact this is a remake of rubbish.
I've got to admit there are flashes of demented brilliance in this hardcore crassploitation splatter pic.
Crude fun.
Yet more gruesome, giggling sadism.
Rutger Hauer at least seems to be in on the joke, even if the joke wears pretty thin.
This one belongs at the bottom of a disused coal mine in one of those desperately impoverished West Virginia townships that advertise for people to send them their nuclear waste.
General release. Check local listings for show times.
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