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Mercenary "the Pathfinder" (Raping Ras) forces the two
filmmakers who filmed his brother's death, stoner Master W and tick-phobic
Crippler Criss to take him to the forest where they have last seen him.
There they run across a hermit (Master W again) who tells them the secret
of the local cannibals: Once upon a time, the hermit had a grandson who
got turned into a beast when he passed the creepy tunnle, and because of
that he soon took to the cannibalistic habits of his granddad. Then
documentary filmmaker Alan Jates (Sebastian Zeglarski) is attacked and
almost killed by the grandson but nursed back to health by the hermit, who
also trains him in cannibalism. Soon Jates finds his own tribe of
cannibals who he takes to the other side of the tunnle to create a utopia
for cannibals. But now the Pathfinder figures he has to kill Jates for his
revenge. There's one problem though, neither he nor his two sidekicks know
the forest terribly well and are pretty much unable to find the tunnle ...
and then Master W is kidnapped by the cannibals - but ultimately welcomed
with open arms by Jates as he has put a cannibalistic video of Jates on
the internet. Jates also asks him to shoot a documentary about his
cannibalistic utopia ... but Master W feels less and less at home with the
cannibals, as not all of them seem to really be into him filming there,
and sometimes they even tend to eat one another rather than just their
human prey ... and some of them are quite open about wanting to eat Master
W, as he's not really one of them anyhow. Jates though figures the best
way to integrate Master W into the community is to have him kill Crippler
Criss - and since Master W was never really all that fond of his
filmmaking partner anyhow and values his life very much, he agrees to it a
bit too readily - but this is a path that can only lead to disaster ... Now
there are no two ways about it, Cannibal Messiah is not a movie for
everyone: It's humour is blunt and of a gross-out denomination, its
violence is very much on the explicit side, and it might be seen as
inapropriate by some, and it has obviously been made on the cheap and is
unapologetic about it (actually, one of the best sigh gags of the movie
picks up on that, when - setting being deep in the unknown forest - a
commuter train passes by during a key monologue, no 50 feet behind the
speaker) ... and while yes, it might not be for everyone, these are the
virtues that are certain to win over those who the movie's made for, as
it's a loving, trashy and actually lovingly trashy hommage to cheap genre
cinema from decades ago, but without ever becoming dumb parody, always
focussed on telling its own story. And the self-deprecating manner in
which the filmmakers portray themselves is just a sight to be seen all by
itself. All that said, being a genre fan will almost certainly help you
enjoying this - but if you are, it's a genuine hoot of a movie!
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