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Starring: Tyler Rice, Tyler Cornack, Shelby Dash
Directed by: Tyler Cornack
Screenplay by: Tyler Cornack and Ryan Koch

What do you call a butt that kills people? An ASSassin…

*womp womp*

Bad jokes aside, the movie Butt Boy is about a serial killer who uses his ass as his primary weapon. At first, it starts off innocent enough … can I say that about a butt fetish? As he sticks objects up his butt; they seem to disappear in there for good.

“Where’s the remote?” asks his wife during a scene. He shrugs off the question, but moments earlier we the viewers watched him longingly stare at it. His anal antics get out of hand when the family dog goes missing — soon after, a neighborhood baby goes missing. All this in the first 10 minutes of the movie. I’m not even joking, and I am not sure if this film is either.

Eventually, we find Chip doing well five years later. He’s a veteran sponsor at the local Alcohol Anonymous meeting where he is tending to his addiction by masking it with another. There, he meets detective Russell Fox (Tyler Rice), who’s trying to curb his drinking problem after a mysterious past that eventually comes to light during the movie.

Soon after, Russell is assigned to a case that Chip happens to be a part of. A child goes missing at Chip’s place of work, and Russell starts suspecting he may be involved somehow. His hunch turns into a self-doubted theory that Chip may be sticking people up his butt, but how does one prove that? The film begins to take on a typical cat-and-mouse thriller until it doesn’t … and then makes a real left turn into bizarre niche horror.

Director Tyler Cornack not only co-wrote this ridiculous comedy/horror story but also plays Chip with such dead-pan seriousness. It’s tough to tell if it means to be funny. The story is, in fact, an adaptation from a comedy sketch performed in their comedy series Tiny Cinema back in 2016, but I didn’t feel like I was supposed to laugh when I did.

For the first 50 minutes, Butt Boy feels like it’s taking itself much too seriously. I’ve seen some crazy body horrors in my day. In similar fashion to this, movies like Teeth (Mitchell Lichtenstein), Raw (Julia Ducournau), and Ginger Snaps (John Fawcett) come to mind. However, its approach to toilet humor … err horror was hard to settle into. This is not the usual slow burn discomfort, either, but an absurd unease that has you genuinely asking what the fuck is going on and leaves you with more questions than answers.

Butt Boy eventually picks up when the dimensional portal in Chip’s anus is revealed, and it’s almost too outrageous to accept but also too intriguing to look away from. I found myself howling when Russell — who eventually finds himself in there — bumps into the missing boy from Chip’s work. The little boy tells him to run for his life when a fart is expelled! Oh, it GOES there! It’s like if Adult Swim commissioned its serial killer movie, this would be the twisted turnout.

The ending of Butt Boy makes up for the shitty demeanor — sometimes literally — of this movie. Something I wouldn’t dare spoil. I will say while this is not an entirely enjoyable watch, the finale had me screaming in my living room. The conclusion of this diarrhea of a movie is where the creature comforts of horrors I’m used to are honored. Overall, this cheeky film spreads itself too wide. If it wasn’t for that finale, I would have flushed it down the toilet bowl entirely.