After the gingerdead man is freed from a mental institution for criminally insane food by the candy liberation front, he goes back in time to the mid-1970's because naturally that what one does. These roller disco freaks are just begging to be killed, if the IRS doesn't close the rink down before these particular cannons can be foddered that is.
I had vaguely somewhat bigger expectations for this, as the second Gingerdead film was far more enjoyable than it had any right being, however even that dubious optimism was shredded (if not completely obliterated) by jokes that are far past their expiration date and no nudity (one girl actually goes to length to keep her nipples covered) So yeah in summation this is far below "the passion of the crust" and I even prefer the sub-par original film over this one.
My Grade: F
I had vaguely somewhat bigger expectations for this, as the second Gingerdead film was far more enjoyable than it had any right being, however even that dubious optimism was shredded (if not completely obliterated) by jokes that are far past their expiration date and no nudity (one girl actually goes to length to keep her nipples covered) So yeah in summation this is far below "the passion of the crust" and I even prefer the sub-par original film over this one.
My Grade: F