Michael Cooney’s directorial debut, Jack Frost, is the story of a serial killer (aptly named ‘Jack Frost’) who in an acidic accident, turns into a snowman. He then hunts down the family and friends of the sheriff who caught him. The result is a comedy horror mesh of death and lots of snow.
I’ll begin the review by stating first that 90’s horror and I don’t get along too well. So with that bias out in the open let’s continue. Jack Frost packs a few good kills, a smart-ass monster, and extra cheese. All together, that’s not a bad mix. The problem lies in the execution. Frost has his funny moments, but a majority of his one-liners are just obnoxious. Other problems lie in the directing and camera work. I don’t claim to know anything about directing, nor am I a photographer or cinematographer of any sort. But I do know camera work that I don’t like, and it abounds in 90’s horror like Jack Frost. However, beyond those two annoyances, the effects are cheesy and enjoyable.
Here and there the film has its hilarity (ie: “I can see your house from here!”) and some effectively brutal kills, but overall it is a clumsy endeavor that doesn’t much impress this viewer. One thing is certain, it is certainly a seasonal film. So give it a try because if you enjoy it, it’s a good addition to horror holiday viewing.