Plot so thin, it passes unnoticed.

Instead, you get a movie that's enjoyable enough, but leaves you feeling like it could have been much, much more.

It is both painfully honest and laugh-out-loud funny at the same time.

The movie is wonderful and true, an act of love in all its contradictions and complexity

Organ player wearing grotesque looking mask stalks young women, injects them with heroin, and then hypnotizes them with his organ playing and turns them into his love slaves, before stabbing them with a hypodermic needle the size of a turkey baster and leaving them on a nearby beach.Mm hmmm. Really silly looking font for the title; beatniks playing bongos and dancing, then stripping; and buxom babes on the beach provide a few unintentional laughs. Occasionally (deliriously) atmospheric visuals, like killer shown reflected in shattered mirror, and its high contrast black-and-white photography and stark lighting give the flick a certain creepiness, but overall, this is the type of sleazy little flick which can only be watched to wonder what the hell was being taken/ drunk during filming (which couldn't have lasted more than a day or two)

The swinging 60s saw protective parents world-wide concerned that exposure to way-out music might turn their kids into sex-crazed, drug addicts. In Emilio Vieyra's Feast of Flesh AKA The Deadly Organ, that's precisely what happens: young women are subjected to some cool organ grooves and become the zombie-like sex slaves of a masked maniac who hooks them on heroin; once in the grip of the 'monster', the women become his sexual playthings, but their inevitable fate is death, their 'master' stabbing them in the chest with his over-sized hypodermic needle.Although this film could be viewed as a cautionary tale for potentially wayward teens or as the ultimate nightmare scenario for concerned parents, I doubt very much if this was the makers' intention—it's far too lurid a piece of trash to be given credit for containing any kind of moral subtext or for deliberately mining the fears of the older generation. No... what we have here, I believe, is exploitation, pure and simple—a delightfully dated piece of nonsense featuring some mild gore, beautiful people soaking up rays on the beach, groovy dance scenes in a smoky jazz club, and plenty of bare boobage, with nearly every hot chick getting her threads off during the course of the film.Casual horror fans might find Feast of Flesh strictly Dullsville (Hell, even fans of this type of cheap South American schlock don't seem to have much positive to say about it), but I had a blast with the hilarious 60s slang ('this place is a drag... I'm splitting. Ciao!'), all of the tasty skirt (especially one particularly big-breasted sunbather and the gorgeous Gloria Prat as Beba), the terrible dubbing, and the wonderfully daft scene in which the police use a girl as bait for the killer, but fail to step in until after she has been fatally stabbed.

Maybe I watched the wrong movie.I heard this described as Argentine giallo. So, where's the blood. Not a drop anywhere.I almost thought I was watching Gidget goes Hawaiian as the film was mostly a bunch of young beach goers and a man running around in a goofy mask stabbing people with a needle.Supposedly, this goof was drugging young girls to satisfy his lustful passions before killing them. I say supposedly, because you never get to see any of this.Feast of Flesh? Maybe if you are anorexic it is a feast. It should be more aptly named Nibble of Flesh, as that is all you got - not a mouthful, just a short taste. That was at the beginning of the movie and the rest was just PG. Who cares why this jerk killed the girls. Stabbing with a syringe is not giallo and it certainly wasn't horror.

Feast of Flesh (1967) ** (out of 4) Argentina horror film about a masked killer who stalks women so that he can inject them with heroin and make them his slaves. Originally rated X when it was released to American drive-ins, this thing now is rather tame in its violence, subject matter and nudity but it's a shame the direction is so incredibly poor because we might have had a pretty good film otherwise. The look of the masked killer is the film's strong point but the rest of the film, while interesting, is rather dull due to the direction.