Gingerdead Man 2: Passion of the Crust (2008)

Gingerdead Man 2: Passion of the Crust (2008)

Freshly Baked Terror!

Kevin attempts to keep his late father’s floundering movie studio afloat by making a sequel to Tiny Terrors, one of its infamous trashy low budget horror films. Unfortunately one of the crew resurrects the evil Gingerdead Man who then proceeds to slice and dice his way through the cast and crew in an attempt to find a human host body in which he can transfer his soul.


I’ll give you the good news first. This is better than its awful predecessor. But that’s about as far as the good news goes. Gingerdead Man 2: Passion of the Crust should not exist as a feature film. It’s a sequel for fans only but I didn’t realise the first film had any! It was utterly dire. Gary Busey aside, there was nothing to distinguish it from the millions of little puppets/dolls/monsters/demons films that Charles Band and Full Moon took it upon the world to monopolise. However someone decided a sequel was necessary and they have unleashed this abortion of a sequel onto the unsuspecting horror genre. Someone hand me a bin as this gingerbread has gone well out of date.

One of the first things I need to address is the running time and how liberties are played with the paltry eighty two minutes. It’s over six minutes before we get any new footage in this sequel as it begins with the obligatory flashback to the best bits of the previous film (including some token shots of Gary Busey to remind us he has a better agent now). Get a good look at him because he’s not around this time, not even the presence of his vocals. Following this, there’s a lengthy title credits sequence which only serves to pad out as much time as possible. Couple this with the overlong credits at the end (another four and a half minutes) and you’ve got a film which runs for little over an hour. When the new footage finally begins, one of the initial sights you’re greeted with is that of a haunted dildo.

That said, this opening sequence is rather amusing as it pokes a lot of self-deprecating fun in the direction of Full Moon Productions, Charles Band and his reputation for producing scores of these ‘tiny terrors’ horror films in which people have dealings with pint-sized creatures (Puppet Master, Demonic Toys, Blood Dolls, Skull Heads, Doll Graveyard, Hideous!, etc). The haunted dildo is one of these said creatures along with a wizard doll, a pirate wench puppet and coffee pot with machine guns mounted on its side. These creatures are all originally props on the set of ‘Tiny Terrors 9: Purgatory of the Petite’ but they’re brought to life at the end of film as the Gingerdead Man sets about trying to resurrect himself as a human. I’d rather have seen more of them on their own in a standalone film to be honest. It’s this horror film set which makes up the bulk of the story or lack of it.

The Gingerdead Man is more like a passenger in his own film and the rest of the running time is filled with the satirical day-to-day happenings of low budget film studio. Effeminate make-up artists. Horny mature actresses desperate to relive their glory days. Disgruntled special effects artists. Angry actors demanding to get paid. Directors so into their own vision for their film that they’re unable to see how poor it is. You know: he stereotypical characters you’ll see in any such film-within-a-film. Anyone with a vague knowledge of Full Moon and their vast film library will at least find some amusement in what they see here as it’s all essentially one big in-joke.

Oh yeah and every so often the Gingerdead Man will pop up and kill someone. No attempt is made to explain just how he’s still alive or how he came to be at the studio. I can’t remember how the original ended and nor do I have a burning desire to sit through it again to find out (the flashback at the beginning here hardly helps matters) so I’m going to go with the flow and assume that something cool, original and totally out of the book of horror resurrections happened. He’s more annoying and irritating than ever before, spouting off some truly banal one-liners and acting like a mischievous kid (albeit one who kills adults!). He does get the best line of the film when he sarcastically quips “who writes this s**t?” and I’m guessing it’s up to the viewer to decide whether it’s a direct joke at their expense. But, as I’ve already said, he’s an afterthought in the film and the ‘hilarious’ hi-jinks of the fictitious film crew take centre stage.

Veteran low budget horror director David DeCoteau makes a cameo. It’s especially funny as he’s known for his horror films which feature homo-erotic undertones. Cue the sight of him here directing a film with semi-naked men dressed up as angels. Long time special effects man (and sometimes director) John Carl Buechler also cameos. Their appearances are arguably the highlight of a really depressing film but unless you know who they are, the jokes will be lost on you.


Gingerdead Man 2: Passion of the Crust is a truly juvenile flick which you’ll most likely hate with a passion or absolutely love depending on your frame of mind and mood. I’ve never been a huge lover of gingerbread and close contact with this one will rot your teeth…and brain.





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