Riffer's Cornucopia
Unless they ignored the low rating given to this film by the IMDb collective, or they don't realize what genre it belongs to, the readers of this mini-review already know The Food of the Gods is a bad film.
But that doesn't mean it isn't a good time.
This ranks up there with the best of riffing fodder. There are just so many movie moments in this picture that are mind-numbingly illogical, I promise tears streaming down cheeks sore from laughter.
How can one not appreciate the unintentional humor of a hero that does nothing but make his and everyone else's situation worse? Or, that the person who is supposed to be the villain, Ralph Meeker, is the only one with a lick of sense! His character actually serves as a fellow riffer half the time. Throw in some mild animal brutality (Drinking Game: take a shot whenever a paintball blast sends a rat flying), and you've got the complete movie masochist package.
But that doesn't mean it isn't a good time.
This ranks up there with the best of riffing fodder. There are just so many movie moments in this picture that are mind-numbingly illogical, I promise tears streaming down cheeks sore from laughter.
How can one not appreciate the unintentional humor of a hero that does nothing but make his and everyone else's situation worse? Or, that the person who is supposed to be the villain, Ralph Meeker, is the only one with a lick of sense! His character actually serves as a fellow riffer half the time. Throw in some mild animal brutality (Drinking Game: take a shot whenever a paintball blast sends a rat flying), and you've got the complete movie masochist package.
- vjuhoh
- Jun 9, 2004