Grainy photography, mean-spirited violence. a lo-fi soundtrack, assorted irritating city folk being systematically offed by foul-mouthed, gap-toothed rednecks: Lunchmeat has all of the ingredients I would expect to find in any self-respecting backwoods B-movie, but with an overwhelming sense of cheapness, amateurish direction, dreadful acting, and most of the deaths occurring off-screen, I doubt this one will be featured on many people's 'Top Ten list of Hillbilly Horror'.
Unsurprisingly taking its cues from The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, the film sees several young adults falling foul of a family of bloodthirsty maniacs who intend to turn their victims into burger meat. With much of the film consisting of a tedious, drawn-out game of cat and mouse between the terrified townies and their inbred assailants, interspersed with the occasional nasty-but-not-all-that-gory killing, this one soon gets extremely boring; even a cannibalistic man-child on the loose and porn star-to-be Ashlyn Gere as one of the victims (credited here as Kim McKamy and sporting a particularly nasty paw-print sweater), Lunchmeat is simply too derivative, too inept and too dull to make the (cold) cut.
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