*** (out of four)
Stress and anger turn Bruce Banner into a giant green killer. It’s sort of the same for Duncan (Ken Marino) in “Bad Milo!” The only little difference is that Duncan’s displeasure manifests itself into a demon that emerges from his butt and attacks Duncan’s sources of anxiety.
If you think that’s unsettling, know that the critter, whom Duncan names Milo, also returns to his, uh, home after work. Ouch.
Looking like E.T. went through the dryer and came out pissed, Milo is such a part of Duncan’s subconscious that injuring the monster also hurts his creator, like some freaky, living voodoo doll. It’s director/co-writer Jacob Vaughan’s twisted means of allowing one man’s repression a nightmarish release (though the filmmaker keeps things light and doesn’t allow Duncan to destroy annoying colleagues or jerky doctors). Coupled with the pressure Duncan feels to have a baby with his wife (Gillian Jacobs of “Community”), the film also provides this poor guy a firsthand sample of the watermelon-through-a-keyhole achievement of childbirth.
This bizarre horror-comedy, well-suited to its midnight movie run at the Music Box Theatre, delivers a higher quantity of weird than laughs, though I cracked up at Duncan’s company offering severance packages highlighted by “thank you” notes. Even for a story about an evil colon creature, a few moments are needlessly gross. Yet “Bad Milo!” should entertain a certain pocket of comedy fans, particularly those happy for the rare chance to see the excellent Marino (“Wanderlust,” “Wet Hot American Summer”) play a nice guy. The movie also, after Lake Bell’s “In a World ...,” represents the second effort in two months to give a leading role to a “Childrens Hospital” star.
You’re next, Rob Huebel and Erinn Hayes. I hope.
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