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Published on Jul 3, 2007
Though it's doubtful a gore film could ever be funnier than Blood Feast, this charming little perversity tries hard to top it. Gore films were still pretty much the exclusive province of Herschell Gordon Lewis in the Sixties, so The Undertaker and His Pals not only seemed to come out of left field -- really, just who the hell is director T.L.P. SWICEGOOD? -- but has the rough edges of an amateur movie gleefully out of control.
In an apparent effort to boost business, a crackpot Undertaker and his two idiot cohorts, Doc and Spike, dress as bikers, randomly pick a victim's name out of the phone book, then invade the apartment of shapely Sally Lamb, cut off her legs, and divvy up the results. (Though the film starts in tinted black & white, it abruptly switches to color starting with the murder -- specifically, with the two bloody knives protruding from Sally's belly.) Miss Lamb's body is then put on display at the Shady Rest Funeral Parlor ("We Give Trading Stamps") where the weirdo Undertaker (RAY DANNIS doing his best Vincent Price) gives her an overpriced funeral -- "How would you like to sew plastic legs on a cold corpse!" -- while Doc and Spike serve "Leg of Lamb" at their aptly named "Greasy Spoon Cafe."