Genre: Comedies
Starring: Verne Troyer, Zack Ward, Dave Foley, Chris Coppola, Jackie Tohn
Along the way to its parking lot showdown, a wacky property damage conspiracy to commit insurance fraud is uncovered between Osama and Bush. The darker, zany recesses of America as viewed from the Twilight Zone. Move over, Borat.
Avian flu, atomic bombs and solidarity are the main themes throughout this opus of insufferable screen time while nausea seems to be the only thing you take with you when the film comes to its nuclear holocaust of a closing.
Uwe Boll is the epitome of a hack director who thinks that putting an Osama impersonator and a George Bush lookalike together in a scene will automatically make some comic impression. It just made me sleepy.
From the scoring and lighting to the acting and editing, the thing wouldn't earn a passing grade from even the most lenient film professor at the chintziest community college.
Deliriously tasteless Postal may be, but it is also, to borrow a phrase from one of its minor characters, 'the place where laughter died.'
It’s not perfect and will get on the nerves of the more opinionated critics out there, but it’s such an insanely fun ride that most of its flaws are forgivable.
Boll does mean to provoke, but to pull off a satirical critique of the volatile subjects here would require sharper wit than he and co-scenarist Bryan C. Knight generally provide.
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