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Gingerdead Man 3, The - Saturday Night Cleaver

Review by: 
Sinferno
Release Date: 
2011
Studio: 
Full Moon Features
Genre: 
Com/Horror
Format: 
DVD
Region: 
1 NTSC
Aspect Ratio: 
1.78:1
Directed by: 
William Butler
Sylvia St Croix
Cast: 
Jaqui Holland
Caley Chase
Robin Sydney
Movie: 
1
Extras: 
2
Bottom Line: 
1
Video: 
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While I have admittedly never yet seen a Gingerdead man movie, I think that the premise is simple enough to grasp, even on the third installment in. Let's check it out and see how the cookie crumbles, shall we?

Just like every other sequel involving an undead humanoid monster with an affinity for cutlery, Gingerdead man 3 opens up in an asylum with the title character securely behind lock and key. The cookie is being held in the same glass cell as Hannibal Lecter even so much that he is visited by a look alike of Clarise Starling who spends the intro of the movie having a familiar chat, regurgitating old crumbs of dialogue from that previous classic.  But suddenly the killer cookie is somehow freed by a maverick raid from an animal rights extremist group because they mistake him for some sort of monkey. He quickly escapes into another room, kills two scientists monitoring a time portal in a lab and escapes back to 1976 to a popular but soon to be foreclosed roller disco.  Confused yet? Don't be. This film rips off countless moments from Silence of the Lambs, Carrie to Saturday Night Fever and it really isn't to be taken seriously. “Duh” says anyone who has  seen the cover art for this thing.

As always when a sub-genre has run it's course, such as this ancient story of a tiny anthropomorphic inanimate object with a knife, a plot as old as the cursed Zulu doll from “Trilogy of Terror” (1975), there is much gain to be made in parodying horror for purposes of comedy.  Much like the disaster movies of the 1970's were silenced forever by a little film called Airplane!  This too seeks to poke fun at the cliche of teen horror by putting in every tired trope, every trick and idiom.  Think of it as Full Moon's version of Scary Movie where the entire plot is just a patchwork of better known films, all held together by the subplot of an unknown killer running around and offing people and no real further talk of the synopsis is necessary, nor could possibly make any sense, because the source material is a recipe of random dribs and drabs.

Such films will always live or die by the boogieman du jour, or in this case by Gingerdead Man himself, a trash talking cookie who swears, scampers around and engineers the death of teenagers while dropping stark one liners that would have shamed Swartzenegger. To be honest, when I closed my eyes and just listened to the dialogue I couldn't discern this from any Child's Play movie.  Sadly, I think this would be the ultimate moment of praise from me to Full Moon, however unintentional.  This studio seems to be so much in love with the film Child's Play, that's why they have sought to remake it about twenty times by now through all their Puppet Master, Demonic Toys and countless other “deadly doll” features.  But the one strength that Chucky had over most of his clones is that while his character was completely evil, he was still was forced to inhabit the crude, cute body of a child's doll-a strange fate indeed for the soul of a Satanic serial killer. This forced him to constantly strain against the limitations of his tiny mortal form to attack humans, in grisly “Gotcha” blitz attacks, yet there were all sorts of naturally comedic scenes where he struggled to overcome his basic plastic stature that made him seem vulnerable, likable, dare I say almost human? The cookie in this film, just isn't real.  Sure it scampers, slaughters and drops sadistic one liners, but there wasn't anything we haven't seen before from the countless other deadly toys movies before it. Even though I imagine the back-story for this series was probably explained in parts one and two I have to ask, Why was this film about a cookie?  It could have been the story of a killer dishtowel, an evil welcome mat or a living dog turd and it could have been the exact same film. 

But hey, some of you just want to let loose in an impossible, improbable world with killer cookies, time travel and a “we must save the family business” plot-line from a teenage 1980's sex romp all revealed in the first ten minutes. I just think that the ingredients that went into this cinematic cookie mix were hastily mixed, a tad saccharine and more than a little stale.  Extras include more Full Moon feature trailers. 

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