Tusk - Review
You’ve got to admire the way Kevin Smith does business. Last year, Smith and his partner-in-crime Scott Mosier cooked up the idea for Tusk during a particularly hilarious episode of their weekly podcast, the Smodcast, during which Smith read out an advertisement from Gumtree purporting to be from a person seeking a flatmate who would be willing to dress as a walrus in order to live rent-free. This led to Smith penning a script for the film and turning to his loyal army of twitter followers to decide whether or not it should be made. With overwhelming support, Smith’s fans got behind the project and now, just over a year later, Tusk has arrived. If this is where Smith’s career is headed, it’ll never be super-profitable but I’m on board for whatever comes next. Tusk is a challenging mixed bag of a film which is lodged squarely in the ‘seen to be believed’ category.
Tusk is a weird little film with some pretty nasty imagery which should appeal to you body-horror fans. I’d suggest getting a few mates, downing some beers and experiencing the wackiness together. Tusk is out now in select cinemas. If you see the film and agree or disagree with my thoughts, feel free to call me out over on our Facebook page or drop a line below.