Just what I expected

Good start, but then it gets ruined

For all the hype it got I was expecting a lot more!

Story: It's very simple but honestly that is fine.

Rick Burks is my son, so he can do no wrong with respect to his acting (and singing) ability. Still morning his death in a car crash Feb/89 in Los Angeles Wilshire District. RIP son. See ya on the other side....

I just needed to clear up some things I have read in the reviews. First being Jackie Kong is a woman and secondly this is not a Troma film. This movie is an exercise in bad jokes. Most don't work at all, but set the tone . Initially intended as a sequel to H.G. Lewis' classic Blood Feast hence the similar name and plot. Two brothers watch as their uncle is killed by police officers shortly after a murder spree. Flash forward several years later and the boys are all grown up and digging up the remains of their uncle. After retrieving his eyes and his genitals they keep them in a jar in the back of their health food restaurant. From this point on the uncle's remains order the boys to gather female body parts to complete a feast needed to resurrect an ancient goddess whom they worship. The movie is in bad taste, but not done realistically enough to disturb or even classify as horror. There are body parts disguised as health food, dummies and nazi wrestlers all very over the top and in poor taste. Don't expect great acting, effects or dialogue, but it's still a fun little flick.

I'm still trying to figure out what the f uck went on in this film.We've got a proto-Beavis and Butthead pair of brothers who, in tribute to their dead psychotic uncle, kill wanton women to serve up on their diner's menu; we've got necromancy to revive said uncle as a disembodied brain; we've also got said brain (complete with eyes) orchestrating and overseeing a plot to revive an ancient goddess with a name reminiscent of an Eighties cartoon villainess: all hail Sheetar! Did I forget to mention the rival diner owner and his sole talking puppet customer; or the vaguely grating pair of cop stereotypes? All of this got thrown into a gonzo gumbo with a varying aftertaste: sometimes, it hit the spot; other times, it left me wondering: "What the fu ck am I eating?" Perhaps I should check out Blood Feast, the slab of Sixties horror this hit 'n' miss homage pays tribute to.

Horror comedy. Now that's a tricky formula to pull off. Many have tried, few have succeeded. For every 'Shaun of the Dead' there's an 'An American Werewolf in Paris', know what I mean? This one gets it about half right.The plot is the purest nonsense - a mad scientist winds up disembodied, a brain in a jar if you will, and decides that the only thing to do is to construct a perfect female specimen in order to revive an ancient She-God who goes by the name of Sheetar. He enlists the help of a pair of cannibal locals, and the bits of the women they don't use go into the food at the diner they run, making their veggie burgers by far the best in town. Cue loads of ridiculous gore and general mayhem.There are some wonderfully odd moments; the naked woman who 'turns' - one minute victim, the next karate chopping avenger; the guitar playing Hitler's and the stomach with teeth, but there's also a fair amount of slapstick which is less welcome. A mixed bag, but far from rubbish and, in its own weird way, quite original.Enjoyable if flawed.