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[after seeing a corpse dressed up like a Christmas tree]
Deputy Chris: You wouldn't reckon that we keep her up for the twelve days of Christmas, then?
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Jack Frost: Well it aint f*cking frosty!
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Tommy: What the heck are you?
Jack Frost: The world's most pissed-off snow cone!
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Jack Frost: Don't eat yellow snow!
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Sally: She's only talking back to you because she's upset.
Jake: Sally, when I want philosophy, I'll turn on "Oprah."
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[Jack's head flying through the air]
Jack Frost: I can see your house from up here!
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Jack Frost: Gosh. I only axed you for a smoke.
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Amazon.com
After a serial killer gets doused with some toxic, mutating ooze, a small town must deal with the terrible wrath of his new deep-freeze form (to say nothing of his horrific carrot nose and eyes made out of hellish coal). Although clearly indebted to the superior horror-comedy of Sam Raimi (the venerable director of The Evil Dead trilogy), this killer snowman movie is somewhat less than abominable (sorry), with a cheerful, wonky sense of humor, some intentionally cheesy special effects, and a creative enthusiasm that belies the obviously low budget. Good fun for the less-discriminating horror fan, although potential viewers should be warned in advance that a blatantly misogynist scene in a female victim's bathtub crosses the line between enjoyably tasteless and downright disgusting. --Andrew Wright
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