Lack of good storyline.

All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

This movie feels like it was made purely to piss off people who want good shows

This film is so real. It treats its characters with so much care and sensitivity.

Back in the very first couple of years of IMDb's existence, there were some God-awful films that made their way into the Top 250 List. This is one of the more extreme examples. The DVD cover for the movie states that it's 'the goriest fright film of all time'. Since I'm not a fan of this stuff, that statement could very well be true as I haven't seen much to judge it by. The only thing I know is that if the film makers had a goal of making the most disgusting film possible ever, they probably achieved their life's ambition here. The gross-out factor of the picture is way off the Richter scale, and gets my vote for the worst movie in history that should never have been made. Now I know there's an audience for stuff like this and to their credit, director Peter Jackson and writer Stephen Sinclair did a commendable job in creating an over the top gore-fest that looks like it was meant to be more of a horror spoof than anything else. I mean really, you've got a goofy looking Sumatran rat monkey, a kung fu priest, a werewolf/zombie effect that transforms it's victims into the walking dead, and a lawnmower scene that's not to be believed. For some reason there were repeated scenes of the film's hero (hero?) administering the old 'hypo up the nose trick' with some kind of serum developed by a Nazi doctor. When the love interest Paquita (Diana Peñalver) had her fill of all the nonsense going on, she just joined right in to deliver more buckets of blood with the rest of them. If you've got a queasy stomach there are any number of scenes that will send you to the porcelain goddess, and you better be quick about it.I was actually surprised to learn that Peter Jackson helmed this picture, but when the opening scene described the setting of Skull Island off the coast of Sumatra, it all made sense. Jackson would return to Skull Island in 2005 to take a crack at the rat monkey's cousin. Safe to say, "King Kong" wasn't nearly as bloody.

Greatest low budget gory film that has ever been made.

First there was "The Re-animator," an entry from 1985 in the 'zany gore' category that blew the top off the genre, a real A-level B movie. Jackson must have seen this film, and thought 'I can top this in gore and Oedipal comedy.' And "Dead Alive" (or "Braindead" in many parts of the world) was born.The film is neither for the faint of heart, nor for those who cannot enjoy a half hour long dismemberment sequence as a choreography of blades, bodies, blenders and blood. Think of it as the zombie equivalent of the space docking scene in "2001: A Space Odyssey."The film gets right to it: an animal collector is hunted by an indigenous tribe through ravines (also used for the City of the Dead in LOTR by Jackson, talking about early location scouting). He is bitten by a rat-monkey that turns anyone into a zombie. His crew, who know the deal, throw him to the ground. His arm shows a mark. They hack off the arm. His other arm shows a mark. They hack of the other arm. His face shows a mark. They...From there we are thrown into the relationship of a young grocery clerk with his mother (the Oedipal part of the comedy), a domineering hag who will not allow him to court a pretty young customer he falls in love with. Mother is bitten by the rat at a zoo in New Zealand, and from then on, zombie contagion ensues. Mother builds a zombie coterie around her while an embarrassed son tries to hide it and sneaks out to see his girlfriend.The film brings you some of the most memorable zombie-horror-Oedipal-comedy ever put on celluloid (for this was a pre-CGI affair). The final scene even features a re-entry of our hero into the zombie-mother's womb. I mean, how much further can you take the Oedipus myth? In between, you are accosted by non-stop, lovingly done gore, including entrails that chase the hero through an attic, a head sliced off just below the eyes that looks around bewildered while getting kicked like a hockey puck, grave yard ninja zombies. And of course the lawn mower tour-de-force that was just too much for many film critics who did not appreciate the ballet-like quality alluded to above. Peter Jackson made every penny of his microscopic budget count. That's when he's at his best.This film is a cult classic, another grade-A B movie. Although a worthy successor to "The Re-animator," with its preposterous plot and over the top characterization, it cannot enter into A territory, so 7/10 it must remain. Hitchcock's comparatively subtle Freudianism is still better every time.

My "relationship" with this movie is an odd one. Some movies you fall more in love with each time you see it. Some movies cause you to hate it more with each viewing. This movie fluctuates for me. Maybe it's the mood I'm in, but mostly I think it has to do with what I'm trying to "get out of the viewing experience" when I see this movie.Am I looking for a bloody disgusting good time? Then, this is the movie for me on that night. I was a little disappointed my first time seeing this for most of the movie's run time. It has this legendary status as the bloodiest movie of all time, so naturally we go in expecting a full-on splashfest, but most of that comes during the finale. That is not to say that the movie doesn't have it's gross out moments in the first half, at all. It starts setting a bar early and continues to top it as the movie goes along, but it's not until that final, gore-drenched finale that the movie really earns its' rep, but once it does, it is glorious indeed. It's one of the few movies that have ever made my horrorhound wife cringe a little in disgust.With repeated viewings, though, that initial glee of seeing so much gore on screen tends to diminish as you're more familiar with the territory. Now we start to examine the backbone of the movie more and it's a little hard for me to swallow sometimes. I'm also not a big fan of BAD TASTE, another Jackson indie flick that I find has an over- hyped reputation. To me, the humor is just stupid. Maybe it's a cultural divide, maybe it's just me. Every time the movie goes for a laugh I find myself rolling my eyes. Then, there's the bad Raimi playdough style effects that also cheapen the movie. Some horror fans find an affinity for those low budget effects, but they just look bad to me.What is my final opinion of the movie, then? I guess I'm not entirely sure. I think it's a fun movie that's an absolute essential for the gorehound in search of a bloody movie and it holds a lot of appeal there, but just be prepared for a cheesy romance story with some bad effects and some even worse Kiwi humor.