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one of the greatest and yet most f-cked up movies i’ve ever seen. directed by rob zombie, it is a sequel to house of 1000 corpses, but it’s so unique and insane that you can’t resist its awesomeness. it’s full of rich, eclectic pulp fiction-style dialogue, and it’s better to experience the film rather than to describe it. it has already achieved cult status.

some people have suggested that only sick people who like violence can like the movie. but it was praised by both roger ebert and stephen king, so…yeah.
some quotes from the devil’s rejects:

“tutti-f-cking-frutti!!”

“you accusing me of f-cking a chicken, motherf-cker?!”

“boy, the next thing that comes out of your mouth better be some mark twain sh-t, because its definitely gonna be on your f-ckin tombstone!”

“i’m calling the shots! consider me w-lly f-cking wonka! this is my f-ckin chocolate factory!”

“f-ck groucho!”

“do i stutter, b-tch?!”

“what’s the matter kid, don’t you like clowns? dont we make ya laugh?! aren’t we f-ckin funny!!?!”

“does she like it when you puke, i mean, is that, like, part of your thing?”

“let’s give a big round of applause for the married f-cking man!”

“f-ck sh-t f-ck sh-t”

“i can still smell your wife’s p-ssy stink on my gun…hope it doesn’t rust the barrel.”
one heck of a 2005 crime thriller by metal artist rob zombie. it’s about these s-d-stic serial killers in backwoods texas, a lot like texas chainsaw, but they get pursued by this corrput sheriff and end up holding two couples hostage at a hotel along the way. it kind of reminded me of natural born killers.

sad thing is, it was probably rob zombie’s greatest work in film, and probably should have let that be the note he chimed out on in film and went back to music because the halloween remake really f-cked up his rep….but the devil’s rejects is still a great movie, scary, thrilling and funny.

of course, it was thought of more comically in retrospect because of the famous “tutti-f-cking-frutti” scene.
baby: hey, man, if anyone’s interested, i think i’m gonna be wanting some ice cream in about ten miles
otis: (mimic) hey, man, i think i’m gonna be wanting some ice cream in about ten miles!
baby: don’t you f-ckin imitate me, it’s f-ckin rude!
otis: f-ck you.
baby: f-ck you!
cutter: two f-cking seconds for the kid, is that gonna kill you?
otis: yes, it is gonna kill me! i’ve calculated the time and two seconds is the exact amount of time that’s a hazard to my f-ckin health!
baby: don’t be such a f-ckin drag, i’m starving!
otis: -flips her off- yeah, eat this.
baby: what is your f-ckin problem? i’m in and out in two seconds!
cutter: y’know, i think i’m gonna get me some tutti-f-ckin-frutti.
baby: tutti-f-ckin-frutti, that sounds good!
baby and cutter: -taunting- tutti-f-ckin frutti!
otis: shut up!
baby and cutter: tutti-f-ckin frutti!
otis: there is no f-cking ice cream in your f-cking future!
-cuts to ten minutes later, and they have ice cream-

–the infamous dialogue from the infamous tutti-f-cking-frutti scene, from the devil’s rejects