From the moment The Taint opens, Bolduc and Nelson determine to pile on gross-out absurdity. Drew Bolduc, who wears a schoolboys uniform and an extremely unconvincing blonde wig throughout, is making out with a girl when he is attacked by a zombified farmer wielding a scythe. Here the amusingly tongue-in-cheek Bolduc casually pulling a massive handgun out of his schoolbag and stopping in mid-pursuit to light a cigarette or the farmers rampage being tripped up when the scythe catches on a tree vies with the gross-out Bolduc vomiting multiple times, a zombiefied man with a dick that is spurting as he runs, the scythe-wielding farmer crapping a turd out of his longjohns as he stumbles along. Then comes the introduction of Colleen Walsh as she saves Drew Bolduc from attack and his immediate question being the immortal line: Who was that large-cocked man?
Drew Bolduc and Dan G. Nelson appear to have taken the tongue-in-cheek gross-out/splatter films of Troma as their inspiration. The Taint is enthusiastically bloody in the way that only low-budget ingenue efforts such as this tend to be. The film ventures into some areas of highly questionable taste at times. There are constant shots of zombified guys running around with oversized dicks hanging out of their pants, at one point spraying a girls face with masses of spunk. We are even granted inside-the-vagina shots of a dick pounding during intercourse. There are several highly dubious jokes about gang rape and a number of gay jokes the corporate exec comes out with lines such as I just want to make sure you guys arent faggots, while Drew Bolducs scientist complains that his writing instrument is a gay pen. Bolduc and Nelson even stage a commercial for Cockzantium featuring Nazis torturing men with small penises: Dont be a faggot. Get cock! All of this seems premised on the Troma idea that if you throw enough bad taste crap out in a film that a certain sector of the audience is going to find it uproarious. The Taint does stagger a line between the vulgarly offensive but comes with a sufficiently gonzo wit to win the day most of the time.
There is no particular plot to The Taint it seems to wander all over the place between present-day scenes and flashbacks each time we meet a new character. There are times that the film hits the nail perfectly on the head with its wackily tongue-in-cheek approach. Like the flashbacks to Colleen Walshs marriage with her and her husband drinking a toast To love. Fuck anybodys whos not in love like we are. They must be queers, and subsequent scenes of her as a ranger blowing the heads off squirrels or decapitating them with a bullwhip. In its better moments and with some of its deadpan dialogue, The Taint suggests a collision between one of Larry Blamires films The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra (2001), Trail of the Screaming Forehead (2007) and Troma in their heyday.
Director Drew Bolduc subsequently went on to make the equally gonzo alien invader film Science Team (2014).