God Bless Uwe Boll. And of course by “God Bless” I mean “someone please stop this man from making movies”. Apparently the guys over at Wired.com feels the same way, because after their negative review of Uwe Boll’s “Postal” (“…Boll seems out to shock his audience into stunned disbelief rather than actually entertain them…”), Boll wrote in himself to defend his work. In short, Boll’s response is the same as his response to all criticism: “You suck. Your momma sucks. I kick you in the balls.” Okay, so maybe he didn’t say THAT exactly. Here’s what he really said…
your review shows me only that you dont understand anything about movies and that you are a untalented wanna bee filmmaker with no balls and no understanding what POSTAL is. you dont see courage because you are nothing. and no go to your mum and fuck her …because she cooks for you now since 30 years ..so she deserves it.
people like you are the reason that independent movies have no chance anymore.
Ouch. Dude has mommy issues.
It’s a pretty funny exchange. You can read the entire thing here.
So what is “Postal” about, you ask? (The videogame was just some guy running around shooting people.) From a plot summary at IMDB.com:
POSTAL is insulting, irreverent, politically incorrect and funny as hell. POSTAL follows two days in the life of the Postal Dude, in the regrettably named town of Paradise. Just when he thinks he has hit rock bottom, things get worse. Sharing a trailer with his ever-expanding wife, Bitch, Dude is in a bad way. After a humiliating job interview and a nearly lethal trip to the welfare office, Dude finds himself on the doorstep of his Uncle Dave. Despite being the successful leader of the town cult, Dave is also finding himself in financial difficulties. Together, Dude and Dave hatch a plan to steal some valuable merchandise. Unfortunately for them, the much better organized and much better equipped Taliban has converged on Paradise for more sinister reasons. Things spiral out of control when Osama Bin Laden is forced to call in his friend George W Bush as back up. Few are left standing by the time Dude turns his back on Paradise. Dude quickly learns how liberating it can be when there is nothing left to lose. He learns never to trust a messiah, especially when that messiah has written his own bible. He learns that you can find love in the most unlikely places, even when the object of your affections is holding a gun to your head. Most importantly, he learns that there is nothing that a well timed nuclear explosion can’t solve.
“Postal’s” opening scene has already gain infamy for mocking 9/11. Yes, Uwe Boll is classy that way, bitches. Here’s the 3-minute opening of the movie: