Allan Pellay plays Alex, a transsexual waiter at Bastard’s, a hoity-toity restaurant specializing in endangered species (“The baby panda… is it fried in honey?”). After getting fired and thrown out onto the street, Alex’s attempt to get welfare is denied and he responds by shooting up the place. He and fellow non-recipient Ron (Tarr) take to the road and begin to start a people’s revolution.
Meanwhile, boorish Home Secretary Nosh (Nosher Powell) attempts to maintain his post in office by gleefully closing hospitals and solving the situation in the middle East by single-handedly capturing a rebel group that’s stormed the Israeli embassy. His power-hungry wife (who resembles a British Edith Massey) wants more, however, and when she catches him flirting with the Queen, she demands a divorce. Unknown to all of them is the secret identity of Nosh’s colleague, Commander Fortune (Ronald Allen), who is actually a Russian spy and intends to make a mockery out of Nosh with the help of his assistant, Spider, played by Lemmy.
Alex and Ron are joined by two more folks thanks to Alex’s superior persuasion techniques (“Hi, we’re starting a people’s uprising. Would you fancy joining us?”) and soon begin their massive assault on Bastard’s equipped with bows and arrows. After offing several folks, including the manager, an obnoxious customer (Robbie Coltraine) and the mysterious-yet-sexy waiter who’s quitting to make his film debut in the latest feature from the director of “Interesting Teenagers,” they close up shop to re-open a few days later under the name “Eat the Rich.”
Under new management, the place becomes a hit as a theme restaurant. The combination of horribly rude service (“You’re too ugly to possibly eat in here!”) and the unidentified meat products go over big with the upper class, and when they run out of food, it becomes a simple task of getting more. (Though, really, eating human flesh is one thing, eating the flesh of Rolling Stone Bill Wyman is just a little too disgusting for words.)
C\ommander Fortune and Lemmy soon find out that the title isn’t just a clever name after Lemmy spots one of the crew forcing a leg through a meat grinder. “It’s a bit naughty, isn’t it,” Lemmy accurately notes. Fortune sees this as a way of getting rid of Nosh once and for all, and when Nosh gets caught with bits of the Prime Minister in his belly by the media, there’s hell to pay.
The movie is played for the most part with such a generally venomous attitude, specifically Alex, who comes off as being so unsympathetic you can’t help but liking him. He bitches at everyone, optimistically lies to anyone he hopes to get something out of, tells his boss to fuck off, and becomes instantly irritated whenever his problems aren’t immediately solved. The movie is at its best during the restaraunt scenes, and there is a bit too much lag ting in between them.
The film has its share of star cameos, some of which are more distracting than entertaining. Paul McCartney, for example, shows up at a political dinner with the Queen. Why? Because he helped finance the damn movie? Give us your money and go see what Ringo’s doing, okay, Paul?
Okay, so it’s uneven, and the parts of the film that show actual humanity come off as awkward, especially the moments with one of the rebels and her newborn baby. When you’ve got a soundtrack by Motonhead in their prime and enough bitchy attitude to fill a season of “Absolutely Fabulous,” these things can be overlooked. Those in the mood for a genuinely bizarre Troma-meets-Monty Python comedy of bad taste should check this one out.