Review of Gingerdead Man 2: Passion of the Crust (2008)

The Gingerdead Man 2: Passion of the crust was written by Muffy Bolding and directed by Silvia St. Croix, released in 2008.
This movie easily made it in my best worst movies ever list. It’s a sequel, clearly, and thankfully the first five minutes of it were a synopsis of it’s original, making it so that I did not need to go through and watch it.
The film is about a man (Gary Busey…mhhhm) who after being cremated, is accidentally baked into a gingerbread man. Twice. He is then delivered to a horror movie set and starts his weird little killing spree within.
This film is blessed with true characters:
• A horny ex-scream queen with lopsided breast implants
• An angry homicidal blogger disguised as a cancer ridden mentally handicapped child
• A pompous failing indie film director
• A homosexual make-up artist who used to be a jazz dancer
I believe that may be all that’s worth mentioning.
While the premise is silly and the acting is terrible, I take some comfort in knowing that the makers of this film are quite aware of their atrocity. It’s a movie within a movie, with the base movie being about how terrible movies shouldn’t be made. With me so far? The movie they’re filming is filled with animatronic creatures from beyond which include shit for brains: a dancing baby with poo on his head, a monster dildo with angry eyes and hair and the rest aren’t worth mentioning.
The gingerdead man has his fill on cleaning out the studio until in the final scene, where this guy and this girl are tied to a prop and getting ready to be gutted, the little satanic robots come to life and crucify the little cookie. That’s right, the possessed dildo nails a cookie to a cross, complete with a crown of thorns and everything. The most laugh worthy moment comes when after the cookie is good and dead, the boy tied to the prop simply slips his arm from under his chains and starts groping the poor girl. Why, sir, did you not untie yourself a half hour ago and spare me those lost minutes?
I have to say that I adored this movie simply because a dildo nailed a demonic cookie to a cross. I mean really, how can you hate on that? There’s yet another sequel coming out in the coming year, and I dread looking forward to it.