The Beaster Bunny
By the time you all are reading this, Easter, the holiday, will be over. Unless you, like me, belong to one of the high liturgical Christian denominations, in which Easter is an entire SEASON. It runs for fifty days thereabouts, from Easter Sunday to the Day of Pentecost (the coming of the Holy Spirit to the Apostles after the ascension and resurrection of Christ, in case you all weren’t paying attention in Sunday School). It isn’t necessary to convert or to wait until next Easter, though, to enjoy a little gem entitled BEASTER BUNNY. I certainly don’t intend to do so, and I wouldn’t even if wasn’t still celebrating the holiday until sometime in June. I expect BEASTER BUNNY will be a treat that can be enjoyed any time of the year. Have I seen it? No. I don’t need to. It’s called BEASTER BUNNY. And look at the poster. That’s all I need to know.
If you’ve seen NIGHT OF THE LEPUS, you already know that rabbits can be terrifying. And, as the film looks to be lampooning all the secular aspects of the Easter holiday as opposed to the spiritual ones—unlike, say, jESUS EASTER BUNNY (the lowercase j isn’t a typo), which I just can’t cozy up with—and lest anyone out there thinks me one of those stick-up-the-bum types of Christian, I loved HAMLET 2 and have “Rock me sexy Jesus” as a sometimes ringtone—since it appears BEASTER BUNNY will be to Easter what the movie KRAMPUS is to Christmas—I have no doubts I will gobble it up like the finest Easter candies, like those little chocolate-filled balls of Ferrero Rocher, which are SINFULLY yummy. I want the rabbit!