Two Heads Creek (2019)
“So she only eats chicken?”
“Yes, she only eats chicken.”
You’ve probably never heard of Two Heads Creek, and neither had I until Amazon in their omniscient power suggested it to me. I’d also never heard of the Director Jesse O’Brien, or either of the leads Kathryn Wilder and Jordan Waller (who wrote the film). Not expecting much, I very quickly warmed to Two Heads Creek. Instantly quirky and charmingly chortlefull, the characters are likable and any fears I had shut the fuck up and sat the fuck down.
English/ Polish twins Annabelle and Norman make a trip to a remote, outback Creek in Australia in search of the truth about their lineage. The two end up in a backwards town of oddball locals, mostly stereotypes but amusingly created ones, who clearly are up to no good. Two Heads Creek doesn’t drag but given it is an 18 rated horror comedy, the wait for the gore was noticeable.
Eventually, of course, the good stuff does spurt all over the screen and people are ripped pleasingly apart. The violent payoff was necessary and welcome, but Two Heads Creek is at its strongest when being funny. The subversive, knowing humour dovetails well with the rip-splat cartoon carnage and makes for a very entertaining lesser known goodun.
Though bloody, there is no dark center to Two Heads Creek, it is silly, camp fun solidly made. A lovely little surprise. 7/10