DEATH ROW DINER (1988)
Directed by B. Dennis Wood
Camp Video VHS
Reviewed 04.20.06
Review by Joseph A. Ziemba


THE FILM
Contrary to popular belief, The Noid does not live comfortably today. His quarterly Domino's Pizza royalties dried up long ago. Nintendo won't even return the little guy's calls. Naturally, vengence begins at the bottom. B. Dennis Wood, take heed; you'd better Avoid The Noid.

What else does Death Row Diner have to offer besides an uncredited appearance from The Noid? As if you needed to ask. A late 80s shot on video (SOV) case of the runs from our producing pals at Camp Video, Death Row Diner is a 68 minute, tongue-in-throat take on the movie industry, as seen through the foliage of several very large mustaches. If you like the word "fuck," epileptic Elvis impersonators, and disgusting Asian stereotypes, welcome home. If you're too smart for that stuff, there's no nudity, but lots of terribly great gore. So much for the sophisticates.

In the late 1940s, movie mogul Otis Wilcox is sent to the chair for a crime he didn't commit. Present day. A narrator (most likely Ben Stiller warming up for Zoolander) chimes in to lay it down. Wilcox's studio has fallen into the hands of flamboyant director "Wild" Bill Weston, who is currently filming in the very same prison where Otis was executed. Leading lady Julia (Scream Queen Michelle Bauer, who visited the SOV dumpster in the earlier Terror On Tape) lounges around in lingerie while a reincarnated Otis becomes the killing kind. Industry not-so-in-jokes flick 'n' stick like cold snots. A girl is strangled, so blood gushes out of her neck. Otis knocks out a few peepers with a ping-pong paddle. Food is an axis for current events. Roll the blooper tape.

Death Row Diner is in dire need of some A.D.R., a non-retarded soundtrack, and a joke editor. However, any SOV trash film that includes philosophic gems such as "Soon, she would come face to face with the toughest critic of them all -- THE TRUTH!" can't be all bad. And just by a feathered hair, it's not. This is cryptic, moronic horror-comedy, but it won't kill you. From the Video Violence and Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers plugs to the living cartoon caricatures, one-shot director B. Dennis Wood and friends just want to have fun; that's the saving grace. Production values are higher than most SOV escapades, but the editing and camera work stink. Maybe it was the bad karma from all those inconsiderate gags?

Two decades later and The Noid still hasn't seen a penny. Let's pray that he has a sense of humor.

AUDIO AND VIDEO
It's the camcorder revolution. The presentation here is worse than most SOV horror films (extra soft, ugly colors), but always watchable. They must have used premium tapes.

EXTRAS
Camp Video, I had no idea you cared. Following the feature are 15 minutes of home made trailers for various Camp releases, including Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers, Video Violence 2, and Slime City. There's also a 6 minute featurette titled "All Star Bikini Arm Wrestling." Strippers, bad Iron Maiden (or Journey?) rips, and strange men. Eject.

FINAL THOUGHTS
Brainless, but sometimes fun, Death Row Diner is far from essential SOV garbage. I mean, they can't all be Blood Lake. Watch it if you feel like it.

Thanks to Fred Adelman for providing a copy of this film!






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