A slight, forgettable film, not without energy or humor, with an inexhaustible taste for sending up B-movie trash.

Feast has all the earmarkings of one of those cult films best seen at midnight, in a crowded theater, with a rowdy audience of horror geeks and drunken college kids. It's a raucous, gory, and wild ride%u2014let's hope it finds the appreciative audience it

Feast does a good job of sending up the genre while maintaining its horror cred.

That Feast can so carefully balance well-played horror and comedy throughout its entire running time is a sure indicator that it is bound to become a cult classic.

...more exhausting than frightening or funny, it is more likely to induce earache than laughs or shivers.

The sepia-toned freeze frames that introduce each character with their names, occupations and life expectancy are a lot of fun, but ultimately the action is cut too fast and too close to be able to tell what’s going on.

Feast suffers from spastic camera syndrome, along with a debilitating bout of hyper-editing disorder.

The biggest shock is how well Feast works, and it works because of Gulager, who always finds fascinating ways of taking the obvious and making it his own.