FDR: American Badass!

FDR American Badass! PLOT:

In this tongue-in-cheek, fantasy based historical action thriller, Depression-era president Franklin Delano Roosevelt is bitten by a werewolf, infecting the commander in chief with polio – and a passion for ending World War II, and the Nazi wolf-men that threaten freedom everywhere.


Often looked upon as the third greatest president of all time, behind Washington and Lincoln, it was only a matter of time before he got his own film. Hopefully, there are better, more legit films than FDR: American Badass.

What is this about?

After contracting polio from a werewolf bite, FDR won’t stop at single-handedly ending the Great Depression and prohibition. With the help of a team of historic figures, he must claim victory in World War II by defeating an army of Nazi werewolves.

What did I like?

Brad. This is not strong material, but Barry Bostwick makes a valiant attempt at making it at least palatable. He seems to be having fun in the role, so there is that, but you have to wonder why he took this role in the first place.

South. The southern Congressman, a “repube”, and his gorgeous wife are a nice change of pace from the rest of the characters. The accents were atrocious, but given the nature of this film, being over the top isn’t that big of a deal. I would have liked for there to have been more of her, though.

What didn’t I like?

Werewolves. The plot device of the werewolves wasn’t an issue for me. If it was, then I’d have to have an issue with the vampires in Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter, and that isn’t going to happen. I do have an issue with the design of the werewolves. I complained in those Twilight abominations how the werewolves resembled bears. Well, these looked like rejected wookies and ewoks. Granted, this is a cheaply made flick, but they could have done better, come on!

1 guy, 1 vase. I’m not really sure why they did this, but after FDR is elected president, they have this insane celebration. He rips is shirt open, pours milk on himself, and then proceeds to dry hump the pitcher. His assistant pours jelly beans on himself and Eleanor takes off her bra. All of this isn’t the worst part, though. That goes to his son who defecates in a vase. As a joke, this would be fine, but they actually show it, which ruins everything. Making matters worse, he does it again in a totally random scene later. All I can say is ugh!

What is hip? Apparently, in the 1930s, the government talked in slang that people use today. This is more of a personal thing, because I don’t like it when folks talk this way today, and I especially didn’t care for it being used in the 30s, when they had much better slang. There’s also a scene where the butler starts scratching on the record player. The only thing missing was for someone to be walking around with a doo rag on their head and their pants sagging. WTF?!?

FDR: American Badass is apparently from the same people who brought us Poolboy: Drowning Out the Fury, but where that film was so bad it was good, this one is just bad. I got the feeling that this was some writer’s SNL, In Living Color, Mad TV, or some other sketch comedy show’s rejected sketch, that they hung on to until someone let them turn it into a film. The thing is, it might have worked better on one of those shows. The only thing worth recommending with this film is a nice little spin on the lyrics of “Livin’ on a Prayer” that a dockworker and FDR go into while he is out earning votes. Other than that, this film isn’t funny, no matter how hard it tries…and boy, does it try! Your best bet is to avoid this as much as possible. If you’ve never heard of it, be glad…be VERY GLAD and avoid this like the plague! Rest assured, this FDR is anything but an American badass!

2 out of 5 stars


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