The zombies, however much blood they’re covered in, are just one of the movie’s generic traits. Though “Yummy” has some intestines-yanking and limb-chewing, it’s too easily to imagine that these zombies could have walked off the set of any other zed-flick. “Yummy” is then so haphazard with setting up zombie moments for its make-up team to shine that even gratuitous amusement eludes it.
Despite its setting having great potential for comedy, the movie still has a rotten sense of humor that it mistakes for being dark and biting. Just like its few obvious scare moments (like inserted security camera footage), “Yummy” is far too lazy in setting up its gross-out gags, like the way it builds to a guy’s penis being lit on fire. The movie’s sense of comedic rhythm is nearly nonexistent, and the best that the story can do is splatter stuff on its characters. Even then, with Michael’s sole characteristic being his gag reflex to seeing blood, you know what’s going to happen if he sees too much.
Fitting to how comedy often just goes mean when it doesn’t have any new ideas, “Yummy” mistakes its shocking sense of humor for virtually hating its characters. That’s especially the case with how it treats women, as in a scene where one woman’s lazily executed death scene is punctuated with a shot looking up at her legs from behind. It’s not clever, it’s just pathetic. And then there’s the ending, which shoehorns a rape attempt for good measure, and then does away with the one idea that gives the story a heartbeat, just for the sake of proving that it can do whatever it wants to these characters. There’s no sense in this finale that “Yummy” is trying to say something about rotten luck. It’s more a confirmation that “Yummy” is clueless on how to make horror even slightly fun, or funny.
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