Okay, so when I watched Mail Order Murder, the W.A.V.E. Productions documentary, this was one of the titles that really stuck out. The short clips that were shown don’t quite do it justice. This is one of the nuttiest fucking movies I’ve seen in a long time. I think I may be hooked on W.A.V.E.
Stacey (Debbie D) gives it all for her company, but is still passed over for a promotion by her bitchy boss (Barbara Joyce). To make matters worse, the job goes to Stacey’s ROOMMATE (Tina Krause) just because she’s prettier than her! The nerve. What’s a gal to do? If you answered, “Grab a shrinking gun, shrink her enemies down to size, and then eat them”, then this is the movie for you.
I’ve never been one for drugs, but this movie left me high as a kite. Director Gary Whitson gets maximum laughs from the hilarious concept and the acting and shrinking scenes have to be seen to be disbelieved. Some of the greenscreen “special” effects will have you rolling in the floor with laughter.
If you’re not familiar with W.A.V.E. Productions, they basically allowed fans to write in to them with a list of their fetishes and they would incorporate them into their next no-budget horror movie. I don’t know who had a fetish for shrinking hot naked women and then eating them, but God bless them and keep them for all eternity. I’m not sure if I too have the fetish now, but I kind of already want to see it again. One thing’s for sure, it’s one of the most insane films I’ve seen in a long time.
The movie is only about thirty-five minutes long, which is about all the running time this insane premise could stand. It’s almost like they shrunk the movie down to size too. That is a good thing, though. When you strip down something like this down to its barest essentials, it makes the weird-ass sequences seem even weirder.
Speaking of being stripped down and bare, there’s a lot of nudity here, which also helps make it an unadulterated classic. There’s a sequence where Debbie D and Sunny try on swimsuits for like ten straight minutes that is cinema at its purest. Heck, I’m not even gonna talk about the scenes that take place INSIDE Debbie’s stomach where the shrunken girls are digested on something that looks like a Slip n’ Slide from Hell.
Even though it’s only thirty-five minutes long, Eaten Alive! A Tasteful Revenge is still somehow packed with flashbacks, an overlong end credits sequence, AND post-credits bloopers. I usually object to so much padding, but these scenes were so nice the first time that I didn’t mind seeing them twice, if only to double-check that I didn’t hallucinate the whole thing. If you thought you’ve seen it all, by all means, check this sucker out.
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