Review – Motel Hell

I don’t know if being a classic of cannibal cinema is much of a distinction, but if so then this film deserves the prize. For the most part this is just a schlocky little gore-fest about a nutty old meat curer who uses booby traps to capture motorists in order to add that extra special flavor to his jerky. But occasionally in this low-budget horror flick brief glimmers of philosophy manage to creep in. To be sure most of it is of the bumper-sticker variety, including such priceless slogans as “meat’s meat and a man’s gotta eat” and “it takes all kinds of critters to make Farmer Vincent’s fritters.” But listen closely and you’ll find some deeper musings, including a speech on the interrelationship between cannibalism and karma that’s more than a little reminiscent of the Marquis de Sade. It’s nice to know that some folks don’t use the need to make a bad movie as a rationalization for using a bad script. Mildly amusing