In many cases, Troma act as a releasing agency for other peoples films. In the case of Father's Day, they gave a miniscule budget to a group of filmmakers from Canada known collectively as Astron-6. The Astron-6 ensemble, who hail from areas as diverse as Vancouver, Toronto and Calgary, were making parody shorts on the festival circuit. Father's Day originally began as a spoof trailer, which they pitched to Troma along with several other titles. [Another of the spoof trailers, Star Raiders, a parody of the 1980s video-shot Star Wars (1977) copycat plays in the middle of the film, while around the same time that this was released Astron-6 backed Steven Kostanskis hilarious Manborg (2011)]. Troma granted Father's Day the benefit of a theatrical touring campaign. The reason why Father's Day received this treatment as opposed to any other Troma film is a good question perhaps it was conceived as companion piece to Mothers Day (1980), one of the earliest Troma films, which had notedly just been remade as Mothers Day (2010) by Darren Lynn Bousman.
At first glance, Father's Day is almost too professional to seem like a Troma film. The production finish looks far slicker than the typical gungily shot Troma films if anything, the way that Father's Day comes out resembles the look of another Canadian-made trailer-become-feature-film from the same year, the much more high profile Hobo with a Shotgun (2011). The actors even seem accomplished performers rather than the anonymous nobodies that Troma usually cast in their productions co-director Adam Brooks carries off the grizzled eye-patched loner with gruff perfection, while co-director Matthew Kennedy is amusingly callow and wimpily earnest as the priest. Of course, Father's Day would not be a Troma film if it did not readily venture into bad taste and here the Astron-6 collective prove more than eager to delve into and approximate the Troma house style. When it gets to scenes of The Fuchman giving one of the fathers a blowjob and biting his dick completely off and an alarmingly convincing closeup of someone stabbing a scalpel into their penis, you mind boggles at just what it takes to offend somebody these days.
On the other hand, almost certainly reflecting the collective nature of the production, which was shot in several different provinces of Canada by different directors and not in one continuous block of shooting, Father's Day seems schizophrenic. As Conor Sweeney and Matthew Kennedy tell in the Q&A after the film, they were given $30,000 by Troma to make one of their trailers into a feature film and after choosing the Father's Day trailer were then stuck with how to expand it out into a full-length film. The film starts off with a group pursuing the so-called Fathers Day killer although the setting of Fathers Day is so negligible that the film might as well just be called Father Killer. This takes up the bulk of the film, albeit with plenty of digressions and flashbacks where the shift between past and present is not always clear. In the latter quarter of the film, Fuchman (where we are not sure if this is the name of the killer or the demon) is revealed as being possessed and then killed. Adam Brookss sister (Amy Groening) then becomes possessed after having incestual sex where he learns that this is going to cause her to birth something demonic, necessitating that the three of them venture down into Hell (by committing suicide seated around a kitchen table) where they encounter God (played by Troma head Lloyd Kaufman) and blast away a demon figure with shotguns and various weapons.
You can see Father's Day straining to come together in the editing department but it is clear there is often not a through story connecting everything. Moreover, in all of this coming in at 99 minutes, Father's Day feels overlong, as though none of the collective felt like they wanted to eliminate any of the precious scenes they had contributed in order to bring a tighter film. The zany Troma sense of humour emerges unevenly and never quite hits the stride in the way that classic Troma films did although there is one rather funny exchange between Adam Brooks and Matthew Kennedy where Brooks tells a long, rambling story about maple syrup and trees with Kennedy straining to decipher what metaphor he is telling.
Various of the Astron-6 members subsequently went onto make the giallo homage The Editor (2014).