Watching "Feast III" was a bad idea, not just because I knew from beforehand that I was going to hate it, but also because it's been nearly 10 years since I saw parts one and two. As it's a back-to-back sequel, "The Happy Finish" immediately picks up where "Sloppy Seconds" left off, and frankly I didn't have any recollection of who the lead characters were. Obviously, the script isn't rocket science, but I nevertheless missed out on the copious references towards the previous installments. The only things I remember were that I loved the first "Feast" (refreshing and exciting) but that I absolutely disliked "Feast II" (pretentious and boring). And, since I read in most reviews that number 3 is basically just as annoying and redundant as part 2, I probably never should have bothered.
Even though John Gulager's first film was a clever and original horror gem, the sequels seem exclusively aimed at trash-fanatics with an extremely bad taste in cinema and a weakness for vulgar and infantile toilet humor. If you fancy watching rancid stuff like anally getting raped by monsters or swallowed human heads coming right back out of the rear end, you can't afford to let "Feast III" bypass. However, if you have a tiny bit of dignity left, you'll be eye-rolling the entire time and resisting to push the "stop" or "fast-forward" button. Maybe I've become a sourpuss over the years, but I fail to see what's funny about a bloke stumbling and driveling through the entire film with a metal pipe through his head. And, if the tastelessness doesn't turn you off, the downright lousy digital effects and amateurish editing will!
Even though John Gulager's first film was a clever and original horror gem, the sequels seem exclusively aimed at trash-fanatics with an extremely bad taste in cinema and a weakness for vulgar and infantile toilet humor. If you fancy watching rancid stuff like anally getting raped by monsters or swallowed human heads coming right back out of the rear end, you can't afford to let "Feast III" bypass. However, if you have a tiny bit of dignity left, you'll be eye-rolling the entire time and resisting to push the "stop" or "fast-forward" button. Maybe I've become a sourpuss over the years, but I fail to see what's funny about a bloke stumbling and driveling through the entire film with a metal pipe through his head. And, if the tastelessness doesn't turn you off, the downright lousy digital effects and amateurish editing will!