Oh, Herschell Gordon Lewis, how did I ever get by without you? Blood Feast is the last of his movies that I had the honor of sitting through this year and it gets credited for being the first splatter movie ever made! It truly is something special given the gratuitous gore in light of its 1963 release date. Perhaps it never received the attention it deserved because of the unacceptably dreadful acting.
Fuad Ramses is an eccentric caterer who has an unhealthy obsession with Egyptian Goddess Ishtar. When he’s not hacking limbs and gouging out young women's eyeballs, he can be found having lengthy, incoherent conversations with his slutty gold statue. His victims are a gift to Ishtar and their remains are used in the food he serves to his upper class clients. Am I forgetting something? Nope, that’s the whole damn plot. What else do you need?
Like all of Lewis’s whack-jobs, Ramses is never satisfied with merely killing his victims. He relishes in the most brutal and outrageous murders imaginable. There’s ripping out the innards, crispy charred cooking and yanking the tongue out with your bare hands gag.
The recently released cleaned up DVD really draws attention to the excessive makeup, fake eyebrows, bright blue hair and even brighter red blood. While many would rightfully mock these deficiencies, I found them rather charming.