Directed by Jackie Kong
Two cannibalistic brothers kill various young women to make their flesh part of a new special dish at their rundown restaurant while seeking blood sacrifices to awaken a dormant Egyptian goddess.
人肉餐, Festín diabólico, Blood Feast 2, Blood Diner - Garantiert geschmacklos, ブラッド・ダイナー／悪魔のメニュー, Fonda sangrienta, Il ristorante all'angolo, Véres lakoma, Diner Sanglant, Кровавая закусочная, Um Jantar Sangrento, La cafetería, Krwawa wieczerza, Jantar Fatal, 血餐, Kanlı Sofra
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There's a real cassanova in this movie that tells a girl he's having sex with that he's "so horny he could fuck a cow." A real smooth operator.
Crazy bloodshed... talking brains...severed body-parts to summon forth the Lumerian goddess Sheetar... yeah, I love this nutso, absurd movie. Jackie Kong rules.
One of those that I wanted to see for years. The 2016 Vestron Video Collector’s Series Blu-ray gave me the opportunity to see it in the most optimal way possible aside from the 35mm print that New Bev played recently.
I didn't know it was going to be a straight out comedy... I just read that the film was originally intended to be a sequel to Blood Feast (1963) but before production started it was decided that Blood Diner would be a re-make of sorts.
Watched the Vestron Video Blu-ray
BLOOD DINER BLU-RAY SPECIAL FEATURES
AUDIO COMMENTARY with Director Jackie Kong
FEATURETTES:
“Queen Kong”
“The Cook, The Uncle, and The Detective”
“Open for Business”
“Scoring for Sheetar!”
“You Are What They Eat”
Archival Interview with Project Consultant Eric Caidin
Theatrical Trailer
TV Spots
Still Gallery
How on earth is Blood Diner not more of a horror Cult Classic? In a sea of absurdly plotted and acted, straight to VHS, 80’s horror offerings that I’m certain I’ll never be able to swim through, Blood Diner hits an incredibly cozy zone of camp, gore and ‘so-insane-they’re-hilarious’ line deliveries. Which is right up my alley. One of the few 80’s horror-comedies to be directed by a woman, Jackie Kong, Blood Diner’s uniquely high-camp vision is one of a handful underseen 80’s gems that I think could’ve broken through to the mainstream horror audience. Disembodied talking Uncle brains kept in jars, Vegan restaurants serving human meat, and a completely unexplained subplot involving a line cook ventriloquist and his talking…
I'm getting too old for this shit
I need the lungs and liver of two sluts!!!
What gleeful madness have I been missing out on all these years? Why the fuck did I not watch this sooner? I mean, if I'd only known that this is basically a sequel to HGL's Blood Feast, but with the cranked to 11 energy and trashy aesthetic of early Peter Jackson, I'd have ravenously devoured this delectable feast ages go.
It's just so deliciously and brazenly bonkers. And the gore is approaching some Braindead levels of sliced and diced flesh. A metric ton of severed limbs up in this bitch, as the Tutman Bros be hackin' and whackin' and smackin'. Choppin' that meat. Like, at one point, a girl gets coated in batter before having her head dipped in a deep fryer. And there's even a talking brain in a jar. How could you not love this?
Unbelievable. It's like a cross between Evil Dead II and Blood Feast. Two of my favorite movies.
Blood, sinew, vats full of colorful chemicals, boobs, idiot victims, cannibalism turned capitalism, more blood, corruption of the innocents, broad dark humor, bare bones setup, practical monster fx, unbridled misanthropy, even more blood, evil rituals, unapologetic evil main characters, unruly lawmen to stop them, AEROBICS, SPANDEX, SYNTH MUSIC, HEADBANDS, VAGINA DENTATA IN THE CHEST, ANCIENT EVIL GODS OF EGYPT, ZOMBIE HORDES ON THE DANCE FLOOR, LIGHTNING CHAINS.
This is a classic.
'nuff said.
Well, this is quite something. I stand somewhere in the middle on Blood Diner. It has everything I want from a B-grade horror flick — tons of T&A, really cheesy acting, a paper-thin plot, and over-the-top (almost comical) gore. But somehow, it just can't shake its cheap production values and incoherent direction.
Anyone expecting a riveting, well-acted film is obviously going to be let down. And if you expect that kind of film from something titled Blood Diner, well then — you clearly walked into the wrong screening. Blood Diner is actually a cool flick to check out because it features some oddly entertaining scenes: a naked woman who “turns” — one minute a victim, the next a karate-chopping avenger…
“now that’s the best veggie burger i’ve had in a son-of-a-bitch long time. yes sir, damn good veggie burger. if i didn’t know any better id swear there was some meat in it.”
it has been far too long since i’ve indulged in the great wonder that is Blood Diner. for the love of Sheetar, i am begging each and every reader of this review to please give this freakshow flick a chance.
if you haven’t already seen this, you may enjoy it, and i’m sure you’ve never seen a film like it.
“looks like someone had a do-it-yourself lunch meat party…”
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schlock is so much fun
Writer/Director Jackie Kong's small handful of horror films work on a magical wavelength. They're 'horror comedies' (Uh-Oh!), but they work so well for me because they are positively packed with a metric ton of tasteless ZAZ-style gags, head-scratching weirdness (There's a disturbing immobile dummy in this that people just treat as a regular character!), and budget-related technical issues that give the proceedings a charming SOV-style vibe: The sound mix is all over the place, every other scene is dubbed by an actor as if they were reading ransom demands, and most of the actors (even the leads!) had only Kong-related careers. Every scene in BLOOD DINNER has a goofy-ass gag ("I'd lose my right arm for that recipe!"), a bunch…
What a set of knockers! If I only had my schlong, you would know the meaning of 'machismo.
Michael and Gregory are brothers who, influenced by their Uncle Amwa during childhood, become members of the cult of Sheetar. As they reach adulthood, they plan a trip to the cemetery to retrieve their murderous uncle's brain after he was gunned down in front of them years ago. They place their uncle's brain in a jar, which then becomes their guide in fulfilling what he was never able to accomplish: welcoming the goddess Sheetar into the world.
To achieve this, they need to slaughter innocent women and collect their body parts to create a body for Sheetar to inhabit. Fortunately, they run…
