In tough economic times, the landlord of an apartment building, who owns a butcher shop on the first floor, provides meat dishes to his tenants, but what kind of meat is it? The premise has the potential for a delicious black comedy, but the execution here is so bad that it's unwatchable. The humor is more forced than The Three Stooges, and there is not anything here that is even chuckle-worthy. The comedy is so overdone that it's not only unfunny, but it's dreary and depressing. The post-apocalyptic cinematography is somewhat interesting initially but then it accentuates the drab atmosphere and adds to the dreariness of the experience.
Review of Delicatessen
