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Summary: Egyptian caterer busies himself collecting body parts from young maidens in order to bring Ishtar, an ancient goddess of good and evil back to life. When he has prepared enough parts for the ceremony, he hypnotizes a woman giving an engagement party for her daughter, at which he plans to perform the ancient rites of summons, using the daughter as his final sacrifice. (imdb)
Could be called utterly awful but that's kind of the point (I can't imagine all of the performances being that bad without the actors trying to act badly). Count it as part of the film's bizarre sense of humour. Not a complete waste of time.
Have you ever had... an Egyptian feast?
Ah, a feast of splatter-gore and abundant mutilation! I find Blood Feast hilarious, ridiculous and so damn fun to watch. It's a trashy, campy, bloody mess and I love it to death!
The original splatter film, this is a laugh riot of gore-drenched inanity. Technically inept and featuring ludicrous acting (especially that of Mason, "Playboy's favorite Playmate"), this slash-happy bloodbath is sick fun, thanks to its ridiculously over-the-top gore effects -- the tongue torn from a girl's mouth looks long enough to have come out of a giraffe! -- and goofy dialogue ("Call the Fremonts, fast," shouts a panicky hero, "and for Pete's sake, don't let them eat anything!").
Yes, it's important and a milestone film, but it's just so boring and plodding. Interesting only as a piece of ephemera for horror/gore fans, everyone else should stay farrrr away.
Fuad speaks much of his dialogue with quote marks. Featuring one of the stranger soundtracks ever: a tympanist whose main inspiration seems to be an aspirin commercial, a truly demented violinist and a roller rink moonlighter on organ. Movie has a weird habit of focusing for a number of seconds on each excised member, so the effect is more clinical than horrific.
Here's where it all started, kids. This is shit acting propelled to new fascinating levels, propelled by a wafer thin plot and spattered with lots of awful gore effects. It's also a milestone and almost hypnotically watchable. The sequal is equally brilliant.
The movie that invented the hardcore gore genre, from the fertile mind of Lewis. Lewis's cynical mutilation tableaux are relieved by this legendary lunch-loser's consummate bad acting, particularly by ex-Playmate Mason. When in North Miami Beach, be sure to visit the luxurious Suez Motel, where much of this pioneering work was shot. This has been endlessly ripped off, referenced, and virtually recreated.