Bad Taste

A non-stop parade of highly entertaining nastiness. Aliens shot to bits, a tasty lunch of vomit, and a snack of human brains eaten with a spoon as the icing on the cake. “I'm a Derek and Dereks don't run!” Peter Jackson kept his word, didn't give up his struggle as a filmmaker and made more great and extremely entertaining films like Bad Taste. (26/05/2002)

Peter Jackson is probably not a normal person, but you can't be mad at him. This movie is stupid, disgusting, and freaky, but it's damn good entertainment that even Paul Verhoeven on a $100,000,000 budget wouldn't dare to make. It's not exactly customary for almost all humour to come from detailed limb-ripping, but Jackson has an innate sense of the right level of "stab and cut", and instead of being disgusted, you have to laugh out loud. In addition, the aliens are really cruel (where is Independence Day?) and thanks to the legendary Derek and his motorbike you will get to know their organs in detail. It may look terribly amateurish, and the cinematography, sound and editing are crap, but Jackson showed great courage when he presented the audience not with a couple in love in the middle of the beautiful New Zealand countryside, but with a bunch of slimy alien cannibals who will flip you off and take you away in a flying house. Compared to it, the high-budget Lord of the Rings must have been a walk in the park. (26/02/2012)

You can't be serious. Everyone else with a camera has done something similar with their mates and I believe it was funnier. Peter Jackson as Derek should be shot. Apart from a few good jokes (seagulls for example), it’s pretty dull and only occasionally impresses with decent enough cinematography for a debut. (30/11/2009)

Peter Jackson has a very perverse sense of humor and an even greater talent. Although this film is amateurish from head to toe, it is shot much better than the vast majority of "official" splatter productions. Although all the props and used effects are horribly transparent, that's exactly what Bad Taste is all about. An ode to bad taste, a terrible script, a brain, gulls, intestines and a mobile BEATLES enjoys the amateur and B-movie style, rolls in it happily and benefits from everything good it can benefit from... entertainment, black humor, excessive perversity, truly tacky music, fooling around instead of acting (P.J. really enjoyed his role, you can see it from his numb eyes), and crystal clear action. It amused those who made it, and it amuses those who watch it. A simple equation. So, if you don't automatically pick up your suitcase when you hear the words splatter and gore, welcome to Jackson's deli. I'd like 200 grams of spleen, a meter of intestines, and cut that lying cerebellum finely with a chainsaw. (27/10/2004)

Extremely funny, stylish, disgustingly gross, and filmed with great love (thank goodness it was eventually finished.) A brutal performance that will leave you feeling at the end that it was either filmed by a genius or a total pervert. Which are not necessarily mutually exclusive:)))) I really had a royal good time for an hour and a half, like I did with Dead Alive, so it deserves full marks.) I've yet to see Meet the Feebles, so I'm curious to see if it’s outdone by Bad Taste or by Dead Alive.) (28/09/2010)