Directed by:
Peter JacksonScreenplay:
Peter JacksonCinematography:
Peter JacksonCast:
Terry Potter, Pete O'Herne, Craig Smith, Mike Minett, Peter Jackson, Doug Wren, Costa Botes, Garry A. Brown, Michael Kane, Peter Vere-JonesPlots(1)
Aliens arrive on earth and go hunting for human flesh to supply a fast food restaurant in space. (official distributor synopsis)
Reviews (8)
Extremely funny, stylish, disgustingly gross, and filmed with great love (thank goodness it was eventually finished.) A brutal performance that will leave you feeling at the end that it was either filmed by a genius or a total pervert. Which are not necessarily mutually exclusive:)))) I really had a royal good time for an hour and a half, like I did with Dead Alive, so it deserves full marks.) I've yet to see Meet the Feebles, so I'm curious to see if it’s outdone by Bad Taste or by Dead Alive.)
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A non-stop parade of highly entertaining nastiness. Aliens shot to bits, a tasty lunch of vomit, and a snack of human brains eaten with a spoon as the icing on the cake. “I'm a Derek and Dereks don't run!” Peter Jackson kept his word, didn't give up his struggle as a filmmaker and made more great and extremely entertaining films like Bad Taste.
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I really don’t know what went wrong. Braindead is one of my favourite films and I consider it a cult movie, but Bad Taste completely missed me. It was so annoying that at some point I thought of turning it off and the only thing that prevented that was waiting for whatever it was that had made others give it five stars. And there wasn’t anything! It’s just awfully boring, with atrocious performances and cringe-worthy dialogues and scenes, and it’s not even the least funny. Braindead made me laugh at least twice a minute, this one had nothing that cheered me up. I just want to quickly forget it, it was crap. I’m glad I watched Braindead first, otherwise, after this one, I wouldn’t have had the courage. One star is too generous perhaps.
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A maximum splatter coating that is a perfect demonstration of Jackson's directorial craziness. A monstrous collection of disgusting things of all kinds, dominated by various forms of human body dismemberment, but on the other hand also by an unceasing cadence of the darkest humor. Certainly, the plot is simple and short, fitting neatly into a single page, and the whole thing is shot exactly in the style of a "buddy" video. However, only a few videos of this kind convey such enthusiasm with every shot (that detailed camera pan around Magnum is fantastic) while maintaining a sense of humor about the fact that nothing deadly serious is being filmed here. Within serious filmmaking, it's undoubtedly an obvious outsider, but as a cult classic for die-hard film fans, it's a flawless masterpiece that will leave you questioning yourself for another two hours after it ends, wondering how it's possible to create something so brilliant with such a small budget.
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Peter Jackson has a very perverse sense of humor and an even greater talent. Although this film is amateurish from head to toe, it is shot much better than the vast majority of "official" splatter productions. Although all the props and used effects are horribly transparent, that's exactly what Bad Taste is all about. An ode to bad taste, a terrible script, a brain, gulls, intestines and a mobile BEATLES enjoys the amateur and B-movie style, rolls in it happily and benefits from everything good it can benefit from... entertainment, black humor, excessive perversity, truly tacky music, fooling around instead of acting (P.J. really enjoyed his role, you can see it from his numb eyes), and crystal clear action. It amused those who made it, and it amuses those who watch it. A simple equation. So, if you don't automatically pick up your suitcase when you hear the words splatter and gore, welcome to Jackson's deli. I'd like 200 grams of spleen, a meter of intestines, and cut that lying cerebellum finely with a chainsaw.
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Peter Jackson is probably not a normal person, but you can't be mad at him. This movie is stupid, disgusting, and freaky, but it's damn good entertainment that even Paul Verhoeven on a $100,000,000 budget wouldn't dare to make. It's not exactly customary for almost all humour to come from detailed limb-ripping, but Jackson has an innate sense of the right level of "stab and cut", and instead of being disgusted, you have to laugh out loud. In addition, the aliens are really cruel (where is Independence Day?) and thanks to the legendary Derek and his motorbike you will get to know their organs in detail. It may look terribly amateurish, and the cinematography, sound and editing are crap, but Jackson showed great courage when he presented the audience not with a couple in love in the middle of the beautiful New Zealand countryside, but with a bunch of slimy alien cannibals who will flip you off and take you away in a flying house. Compared to it, the high-budget Lord of the Rings must have been a walk in the park.
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Peter Jackson's first cult classic didn't grab me as much as his later work, Braindead, which I absolutely adore. Considering the film was made without a script, it turned out pretty well. The beginning is fantastic and really hooks you, but then it takes a nosedive in the middle, becoming painfully dull and unnecessarily drawn-out. However, it's worth sticking with it because the ending is absolutely mind-blowing. The "rebirth" scene is particularly spectacular. The character played by Peter Jackson himself is the highlight of the film. The scenes where Jackson reattaches a loose piece of his skull with a belt and collects bits of brain are brilliant, as is the alien throwing pine cones after losing its legs.
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You can't be serious. Everyone else with a camera has done something similar with their mates and I believe it was funnier. Peter Jackson as Derek should be shot. Apart from a few good jokes (seagulls for example), it’s pretty dull and only occasionally impresses with decent enough cinematography for a debut.
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