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“The FP” Stands for Frickin’ Perfect

 

If you’ll indulge me for a moment, I’d like to read you something:

In a dystopian future, a relentless turf war rages. Two rival gangs feud for control of rural wasteland Frazier Park (The FP) in the deadly arena of competitive dance-fight video game “Beat-Beat Revelation.” After hometown hero BTRO is slain on the dance platform by thug leader L Dubba E, his protege younger brother JTRO goes into isolation, vowing never to duel again. One year later, The TP is in ruins, and JTRO must find the courage to return and restore order in a ruthless battle for revenge that can only leave one man dancing.

That is the official description for “The FP,” a film written, directed, and starring Jason Trost. (I’ve never heard of him either.) If that plot summary doesn’t sell you on seeing this movie, nothing I say in this review will.

I found out about this movie a while ago and it took me a bit of time to track it down. I knew after watching the trailer that I had to see it. It is a classic in the genre I’ve dubbed “awful-good.” It’s one of those movies you know is going to be bad, but you still love. Maybe you feel a little dumber after watching. Some may even say their soul ached afterwards. Actually, one friend did say that.

“The FP” is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. No words can do it justice. It’s … it’s … ugh, where do I begin? The wardrobe? The actors intensity? The training montage? The shoot-out? Everything about this movie works together to create a craptastic masterpiece. FP might as well stand for “Frickin’ Perfect.” So much greatness in 82 min.

You’ve already read the plot summary but allow we to get a bit more in depth. After BTRO is killed on the dance floor L Dubba E takes over the FP and all of it’s alcohol. He won’t let anyone else have any, so the town turns to drugs. But, what this really means is that a town without booze, has no bums. And then who would feed the ducks in the park? And what’s a town without ducks? I’m not joking, this is the major problem of the town, L Dubba E is denying them ducks. It’s post-apocalyptic “Boyz N the Hood” meets “Rocky,” with a dash of a drugs/alcohol after-school special.

At first, listening to the characters talk was a struggle. I only understood every third word or so because I don’t speak gangsta and every third word “fuck” or one of it’s derivatives. This isn’t a huge surprise considering two of the supporting characters names are Beat Box Busta Bill and Sugga Nigga. By the end, however, I became pretty fluent. Me and my dawgs be watchin’ this shit fo realsies yo. Don’t be hatin’, or you be illin’ for a killin’.

The music is like listening to the Dance-Dance Revolution soundtrack. It’s techno-ish, but girlier. The best musical interludes though are during the films tender moments, like when JTRO is telling Stacy (his love interest) that she doesn’t need to go back to her abusive, alcoholic, cross-dressing father, she can live with him in his tent across the street. The music becomes softer, and sweeter, and tugs right at your heartstrings. Or at least it would if you weren’t laughing so hard.

Between the dialog, music, costumes, and storyline it’d be easy to assume this movie is straight out of an 80’s time-capsule. But no, it came out only a year ago in 2011. I know that the filmmakers had to be totally aware of what they were making. There is no way they could have taken themselves seriously. I mean, it’s a movie about a dance-off … and ducks!

“The FP” is  great big pile of awesome shit and once just isn’t enough. You’ll watch it, and then again, and again, and again until you’ve watched it with every single person you know. More people need to know about “The FP.” Do it for the ducks bro, for realsies. We roll together, we die together.

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Discussion

2 thoughts on ““The FP” Stands for Frickin’ Perfect

  1. Trost is a genius by using every thug stereotype the same way Drew Goddard and Joss Whedon used every scary movie stereotype in The Cabin in the Woods. Those jokes you made to friends, or pretended to do, or maybe just heard about are exaggerated. What I noticed with The FP is that, when I thought something was random and out-of-place, it wasn’t. Trost, somehow, knew what he was doing (check the duck scene after the credits. When I saw that, I knew he wasn’t no fool).

    Posted by Jennifer M. Hartsock | September 28, 2012, 10:42 pm
  2. I’m convinced Trost knew what he was doing. He’s kind of brilliant. It’s not a bad movie, it’s more of an homage to bad movies.

    Posted by Ashley_Christie | September 28, 2012, 10:46 pm

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