Blood, sweat and tears
Ugly Sweater Party is nothing but fun. It’s one anecdote after another. Its slapstick humor is imaginative and juvenile. It’s one of the funniest films you’ll see this year. There’s lots of gore, there is toilet humor, and there are Jesus jokes through and through. It’s his birthday, after all. The actors and the crew probably had a blast shooting this and you can feel it.
The editors probably struggled, on the other hand, with an extremely compact screenplay. The narrative is clustered by plot points and characters we don’t really need. Sean Whalen’s character, for instance, complicates the story. Felissa Rose is underused. This being a small production, there aren’t nearly enough people in this movie for a party, and that, in itself, is hilarious.
This isn’t a great film, but it’s unprecedented. There’s nothing out there quite like it, and that’s its main quality. A haunted sweater? On Christmas? Sign me in! This movie is a succession of WTF moments that make more sense if you’re drunk or stoned, so grab a beer, grab a bong, and savor the arrogant low budget splatterfest that is Ugly Sweater Party.