Forked

This first accomplished work from the mind of a highly unstable Canadian, who has a penchant for late night carousing, is dark, witty, and surreal. Menzies' ability to tap into the most common of unspoken fears, dessert foods, is uncanny. This piece is absolutely thrilling from its jaw dropping opening to the breathe taking finale. One might say that it's all thanks to great casting, but without Menzies' compelling lyricism, this actor would have nothing to sink his teeth into... well almost nothing. The film may be available only to our northern brothers at the moment, but that is because of the politics behind it. Observe the fat man amidst the plates of food like rotting carcasses. He is a tyrant, a man out of control, he's obsessed and dangerous as one after another of poor defenseless pastries meets a grisly end. He is tormented by his own misunderstanding of what he consumes, and it gives him pause here just long enough for us to see the true face evil. The greedy fat cats of America will stop at nothing to make sure this film never enters so much as paper bag here. But I say bravo sir. Whatever Menzies is cooking up next is bound to be sweet.