If you told me that I could see a horror film in which a cheesy foam snowman slips into a bathtub with a naked Shannon Elizabeth and uses his carrot nose to have his way with her, I’d call you crazy had I not seen this very scene with my own eyes. It was vile, exploitative, and misogynistic and had me craving more. Honestly, is there anything better than a b-horror film featuring a killer snowman and a cast of relative nobodies? Not in my book!
Jack Frost (Scott MacDonald) is your run-of-the-mill psycho killer dispersing body parts throughout the U.S. until he decides to tinkle in the wrong bush. Snowmonton County Sheriff Sam Tiler (Christopher Allport) happens upon Jack shaking the snake and gets suspicious so he busts him. Amidst the media hoopla, Jack swears he’ll get Sam and his Family and he’ll make them all pay.
Unfortunately for Jack, he’s sentenced to the electric chair. While chained in the back of a prison transport vehicle Jack gets his last laugh by killing one of the guards. What’s one more murder when you’re on your way to the old sparky, right?
In a bizarre turn of events the prison transport vehicle crosses into Snowmonton County and collides with a GCC Genetic Research vehicle transporting a dangerous, and untested, chemical. A surviving guard climbs out of the wrecked van and is greeted by a newly freed Jack but before Jack can open a can of whoop ass, the genetic research truck explodes and blows chemical spooge all over Jack. Surprised and screaming, Jack melts into a sloppy, gruesome puddle of gore that mixes with the snow and disappears.
Miles away in the quaint little town of Snowmonton a corpse is discovered. Sheriff Sam and his deputies decide to keep things quiet while Sam contacts the FBI to make sure Jack Frost has been put to death. FBI Agent Manners (Stephen Mendel) assures Sam that Jack is dead. The killings continue though and Agent Manners hooks up with the Doctor Stone (Rob LaBelle), the goon in charge of the chemical research project. They set out to Snowmonton in search of Jack and a way to contain him.
Jack isn’t anybodies punk though and he takes out quite a few of the townsfolk before anybody realizes Jack is back for his revenge. He shoots icicles, cackles and drops one-liners Freddy Krueger could admire. Eventually Agent Manners, Stone, Sam and his secretary Marla (Marsha Clark) are all forced to fight back with hairdryers in a last ditch effort to force Jack into the Churches giant furnace. Shitty for them because it doesn’t work and instead he “ices” Stone and mauls Manners. Sheriff Sam comes across a small discovery though…anti-freeze seems to slow Jack down! What if Jack were pushed into a truck bed full of anti-freeze? That’s exactly what Sam does too! Jack isn’t able to reconstitute his water back into snow or ice. He’s bottled up and buried for good…or was he?
Jack Frost is a goofy little movie that tries to do the best it can with what it has, which is a big foam snowman with a pissed off expression. It works well enough but I felt they could have made better use of Jack in his water form. You get what you get though. Lemme tell you what else you don’t get…a menu and special features. Ardustry Entertainment totally rips you off by not even re-releasing this flick with a better menu! We get the film letterboxed but no audio extras or anything. Aside from the carefully concealed nude Shannon Elizabeth getting humped by Jack, this film has something for the whole Family. Believe it or not, this film (and its sequel) were written and directed by Michael Cooney, the brilliant mind behind The I Inside and Identity!