Dead Body Man

Continuing the sordid legacy of infamous German serial killer Fritz Haarmann, the more prosaic sounding cannibal creep 'Willie' (Eddie Benevich) doesn't so much live to eat, but KILLS whom he meats! Willie, a catastrophically demented young man receives a malevolent missive from a needful, cupboard-dwelling deity who piously informs him that he must dutifully kill one sinner a day, which very soon grimly escalates to a gruesome 5-a-slay habit! Clumsily shot on analogue video for additionally fuzzoid, fly-on-the-wall verisimilitude, director Cavalline's sensationally crude, exquisitely expletive-laden, deliciously tasteless no-budget splatter-fest is a thing of rare B-Movie beauty indeed, with absolutely no production values at all, scratchy lo-fi sound, palsied camerawork, endearingly rudimentary gore FX, and a majestically mental menagerie of atrocious acting talent, excluding the legitimately inspired, dementedly unfiltered performance by the heroically histrionic Benevich, which boisterously raised this undeservedly obscure, hysterically hateful, hooker hacking hootenanny to that of a triumphantly trashy, zero-budget genius! These deliriously debased shenanigans are clearly inspired by maestro H. G Lewis, Henenlotter's 'Basket Case', and the blissfully bloodily exuberant burlesque of 'Bloodsucking Freaks'! 'Dead Body Man' is a roughly hewn, boorishly brilliant, home-scum hack-fest which unleashes a non-stop cavalcade of calamitously cheap-jack, jugular-jacking S. O. V jackanapes!!!

No budget impresario Ryan Cavalline's gallopingly grisly, sensationally sordid S. O. V, micro-budget terror travesty demonstratively proves that all us divinely-inspired dead body men must sick together! It's 'The Room meats 'Blood Feast!' with funnier chicks, sexier rubes and hotter dialogue! I have guiltlessly wasted a goodly portion of my brain sponge wading through an increasingly toxic tide of celluloid swill to sporadically unearth B-Movie treasure, and all too rarely does anything quite so malodorous-looking as 'Dead Body Man' belie the uncommon wealth of morbidly meaty entertainments within! And the fabulously lurid exchange between the increasingly irate 'Car Victim' (Syn Devil) and spitting-mad Willie is well worth the price of admittance alone!

Zero production value, very insensitive towards disabled people, scenes lack the needed continuity (the guy carves off the face of the woman from her leg, then the face is shown unharmed; killed people revive just to be killed again etc.).

Oh, and it rips off Basket Case. Just because it knows it won't be sued.

This film takes a profound look at not just one of the great questions in life, but two. First off is just how far does one go to "get right with God." In Dead Body Man the answer is pretty damn far. The second great question presented is "Am I my brothers keeper?" On second thought maybe that should be "he ain't heavy, he's my brother." In any event Willie, the films main character, comes across as a loving, feeling human being trapped in a sicko, psycho's body. This film is also noteworthy for its stunning cinematography and creative wardrobe. Made just two years ago it is already considered a cult classic. Very well done. Warning: Some slight fowl language (chicken, turkey, etc.) and a few scenes of violence. Don't show it to the grandkids but watch it when ever you are alone. It gets funnier every time I watch it.