Kieran Fisher, of That’s Not Current and Bloodbath and Beyond, recommended Deathgasm to me last month. I was assured that I had to see it. I was told I was going to love it, because it was funny and probably a bit too close to my teenage years than I want to recall (okay, I wasn’t so much a metal head, but we had one in our group and we loved him and it counts). I had heard some good things about it, so I figured what the hell and popped it in. Plus, Kieran’s got good taste in horror films, so I had that working for me. I’m happy to report that Deathgasm is great. Here are five reasons to watch it this weekend.

This film fills me with so much joy.

Metalheads get a bad wrap, yet they’re often the nicest (not to mention the smartest) guys in the room. Our protagonist, Brodie (Milo Cawthorne), is both brutally honest and a decent guy going through some tough times. The way that he articulates his love of metal speaks to why a lot of people I know listen to it. Come to think of it, he reminded me a lot of my friend Jeff, who to this day is both a proud metalhead and one of the best-read people I know. If you’re going to go in to battle demons for an hour and half, I can’t think of a better kind of guy to follow.

Confession time: I was briefly in a band. We sucked. However, if you’ve ever played in a garage band, you’ll know that you thought you were the coolest shit in the world at the time. At least one of you couldn’t play, you tried to come up with the best name your teenage brain could think of (and it was really bad), and your songs were terrible. And a good time was had by all. If this is in your past, you will be taken back immediately.

I can identify with this.

These characters start out as stereotypes: the bullying jock, the nerd, the metalhead, the pretty girl. However, we get to see them grow a bit. Points especially to the character Medina (Kimberley Crossman) or not being some damsel in distress; our ladies run the perilous risk of becomng objects as opposed to participants, and her evolution was a joy to watch. Points to writer/director Jason Lei Howden for this.

Fake blood is fantastic. I adore nothing more than a huge amount of it being sprayed from all directions. Some girls want romance and flowers; I want enough fake blood to fill an olympic-sized swimming pool. This film delivers. Oh does it deliver. When I cackle and ask to rewind something, you know that it’s good. This is oh so satisfying on the blood factor.

This one knows how to deliver different aspects of comedy. The one-liners are great. The sarcasm is incredible. The visual gags are wonderful. Really, any film that can craft a fight sequence around sex toys successfully to a metal soundtrack is something magical. It’s the perfect marriage you didn’t know you needed in your life. It’s hysterical and you will absolutely love it.

Quite possibly my favorite date scene ever.