This honestly disgusting piece of tripe does have one interesting visual effect and one nice piece of gory makeup. It also has a cast that couldn't act their way out of a wet paper bag, a plot that's built entirely around the fact that the killer is limited by the length of his extension cord, dialog that sounds like the instructions for a TV remote after they've been translated from Japanese to French to English, a main character defined by as assload of drool and a weird homoerotic vibe in the 2nd half of the film where muscular guys keep taking off their shirts for no real reason.Jack (Aaron Gaffey) used to be a successful office worker, the big dog of the cubicles. Then he and his old high school buddy Mike (Kyle Yaskin) went to a punked out drug dealer to get high and Mike ended up dying of an overdose, shaking and foaming in a dirty alley while Jack was afraid to call for help. Unable to deal with that, Jack ends up a homeless addict with a weirdly infected growth on his left arm, spending his nights on a mattress as the watchman for an abandoned machine shop in the worst part of town.One night, a drug dealer that Jack owes money to busts in on him and gives him a drug cocktail of PCP, heroin and speed to try and kill Jack. Instead, it turns him into a paranoid murderer who grabs and electric jackhammer and starts killing everyone who comes into the machine shop. Egged on by a belligerent hallucination of his old friend Mike, Jack slaughters his drug dealer, the drug dealer's right hand thug, the guy who owns the machine shop, a guy who's buying the machine shop, the Eurotrash assistant of the guy who's buying the machine shop, the girlfriend of Jack's lesbian sister and most of a cleaning crew hired to clear out the machine shop for sale.This cheaply made splatterfest is oozing over with various bodily fluids, jam packed with people who just stand there and scream while a jackhammer is inserted into various parts of their anatomy and filled to the brim with Jack's drug-fueled delusions about the evil forces out to get him. The camera work and visual look of the thing is much more advanced than you'd expect, given the extremely low standards of the rest of the production. It's so poorly written and poorly performed, however, that this 89 minute movie feels like it lasts longer than a Presidential election season.With this sort of low budget, low brow, low rent cinema, you could spend hours making snarky comments about its multitude of deficiencies. I'd like to focus on the most obvious bad writing on display here. Only two of the characters Jack ends up killing appear in the first half hour of the film and when the rest are introduced, they might as well be wearing name tags that say "Hello. My name is Victim #whatever". The film spends far too much time telling us about Jack, especially when all we need to know is that he's a crazed druggie, and far too little time on everyone else in the story. The result is that The Jackhammer Massacre is like watching cows being herded through a slaughterhouse, getting killed one after the other as they move down the line. That's not an entertaining way to spend your time.This movie is legitimately violent and sopping in blood, saliva and other watery substances, so if that's what you like, you can find it here. Even if that's what you're into, though, you really ought to find it in better films than this. The Jackhammer Massacre is something you can only enjoy if you're drunk, stoned or dumb and watching enough garbage like this will make you so dumb, the only things you can do are get drunk or stoned.

From a horror stand-point...this movie was terrible. As a message on saying NO to Drugs, this movie hits the nail on the head. I remember being moved after watching Leonardo DiCaprio in "Basketball Diaries" and I can honestly say this movie did the same. It proves that nobody is out-of-reach from drugs. It started with a young man who had a very good job, was respected by his peers, nice car, lots of money and the drugs took everything away from him until the final outcome. I'm being honest saying the producers should remove all the garbage scenes involving the jack hammer, re-arrange a few things, cut some, add some and this would be an ideal movie to show in schools to teach kids drugs can totally destroy your life. I'm going to ignore some of the ridiculous garbage in this movie and from an anti-drug point of view...I'll give the movie a strong 7 !

"The Jackhammer Massacre" Jack is a yuppie with a secure job and a penchant for occasional heavy drugfests with his best buddy. When his friend overdoses, Jack flees the scene and leaves him to die, not wanting to get caught with illegal substances. Unable to live with the guilt, Jack becomes a full-time junkie. He loses his professional job, garbage picks for food, and starts sporting a nasty infection (read: gigantic puss-filled growth) on his arm. As he downward spirals, he begins to hear the voice of his dead best friend, telling him to...well...murder people with a jackhammer! This B-grade movie is pretty bad and starts out really slow. After the first few sequences, it starts showing an offbeat charm and the rest proves to be entertaining. The gore is more amusing than realistic, and it is nasty to watch Jack poke at his "infection" with a cotton swab and watch it ooze grossness. The hallucination scenes are twisted. If you have a fear of needles, or a fear of someone lurching at you and stabbing you with a syringe filled with an unknown substance, then that is the only real scare factor in "The Jackhammer Massacre." The acting is below average but you can't help but laugh at the curious casting choices. All the members of the male cast look like gay porn stars and at some point all (10 or so) of them find it appropriate to take their shirts off and show their waxed, ripped torsos. It is hilarious and rather bizarre, as this movie is marketed as a straightforward slasher. A guy ODs, he takes his shirt off. A guy gets drenched in blood, he removes several layers until his chest is bare. Every single male cast member has his moment where he gets to remove his shirt. I found these inexplicable topless scenes highly amusing, as they reminded me how ridiculous it is when female characters randomly strip for no reason in genre movies. Jack also seems to have a fondness for stripping his male victims down to their undies for no apparent reason. And it is hard to ignore the sexual innuendo of Jack's Hammer--often murdering his victims by forcing his tool through their mouths. Is Jack repressing his sexuality? Does the voice of his dead (shirtless) friend represent more than what it seems? If the director is intending homoerotic undertones, he doesn't bother to clarify why, and it doesn't really matter because this movie is just a goofy spectacle.For a movie that is basically saying "drugs are bad and will ruin your life," this doesn't take itself too seriously, so it is easy to laugh at its ridiculousness and be grossed out. And isn't that what B-horror movies are supposed to be about? Bonus points for featuring two characters that just so happen to be lesbians.My Rating: 5.5/10

Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the theatre, there's Jack Hammer. A movie about a Jack, whose drug addiction leads to homelessness, weakness, and murder. He lives as a security guard in a abandoned machine shop after losing his cushy day job to drugs, when his best friend OD's and dies on the street in a bad part of town.He had it all, nice car, a yellow Viper, I wouldn't have gone with yellow, but okay - the great job, but he lacked self esteem, his ego being a little too big for his britches syndrome if you will. He had no real direction. So far it seems a pretty realistic approach, but soon the movie flails like a fish out of water - to become a cliché, and unredeemable display of stupidity so profound, I am ashamed for the actor who had to play Jack.I'm just gonna get real nitpicky here a second and say - JackHammer was one of the worse movies I have ever seen in my entire life.