The Troma Team and director Chad Ferrin proudly introduce you to Unspeakable.  The gore-ifying tale of a man emotionally demolished by the death of his only daughter, who seeks answers and retribution with a straight razor!

 

James and Alice Phelleps (Roger Cline, Tamera Noll) have exhausted their once blissful marriage.  The only joy Jim has left is his beloved daughter Heather (Leigh Silver).  Heather is Jim’s reason to live, his angel.  Even if he and Alice never see each other again, he’ll always have his sweetheart.  So he thinks…  Jim’s torture begins one night when he and his dissolving family are returning from a party.  Alice and Jim are arguing as usual.  Distracted by the barrage of insults, neither notice the oncoming vehicle.  There is a terrible collision, and the next thing he knows, Jim is cradling the bloody, broken body of his dearest daughter in his lacerated arms.  There on the road, Jim’s world disintegrates.  His wife is critically injured, but Heather dies instantly.  In mere seconds, his angel is gone. Jim’s life becomes meaningless.  He plods through his days an unattached shell, void of any humanity.  Alice, scarred and deformed, relies on a daily nurse to remain functioning.  Even the simplest, most infantile tasks are daunting trials for her.  Jim relives that hellish night every day.  To make Jim’s sad world even more disturbed, Alice’s demented nurse, Barry, molests his poor wife behind closed doors.  

 

Jim attempts to rebuild some semblance of a life.  He is not very successful.  After a while, his reclusive sittings in the park feeding pigeons no longer clear his now black emotions.  He hallucinates, imagining his wife’s face on other people’s bodies.  His mind and senses are invaded by these twisted delusions.  He thinks that these specters are going to attack him.  He counteracts their relentless haunting with rage, and wreaks vengeance on the impostor Alice’s.  He follows one apparition, an innocent girl, to her apartment.  Jim slams her face into a glass table, her blood spewing before him.  This is the only way he knows to escape his tormentors.  A rational mind is non-existent. He is living instinctually.  A new apparition begins to appear, one far more pleasant.  Heather, the long lost jewel from his now blood-splattered crown, instructs her susceptible father on how to return her to his life.  She bestows upon him a new quest.  He will become a hunter, a killer, “just like God.”  The avenging father arms himself with his trusty straight razor, and turns the streets to blood!  The carnage piles up as high as the city’s garbage!  Jim’s victim’s are fine, upstanding citizens: pervert priests and a pimp that looks uncannily like everybody’s favorite 70’s vigilante cabbie.  He slices his way through the urban decay.  Jim is cleaning up the streets with one quick swipe of his blade.  Yes, Barry gets it too, just after a visit with poor Alice.  In Jim’s mind, this savage butchery will pave a bloody way back to his angel.  But will it really?  The truth is unspeakable!