Call me crazy but I think this is genuinely unique and kind of great. It isn’t boring, unimaginative, offensive or awful in the technical department as most “bad films”. The framing, the editing and the sound design are competent enough to separate it from things like Birdemic or Samurai Cop. And it doesn’t have a speck of cynicism, which makes it truly endearing.
I sort of get what Claudio Fragasso sees in it. The movie is the dream/nightmare of a child who feels that primitive dislike for “green food”. Watch it again. It does feel like the kind of stuff your mind creates at night. It makes sense that the credits hit when one would wake up. People like to talk about oneiric films like Last Year at Marienbad, Mulholland Dr. or 8 1/2 but none of those capture just how plain stupid dreams can be.
The acting is awful but it adds to the tone of a movie without much logic. There’s no rhyme or reason to Grandpa Seth’s abilities; for some reason when the main villain has had enough, she goes out to seduce a side character that isn’t relevant to the plot at all (then… popcorn?); and in the end, of course, the day is saved by
a double decker bologna sandwich . That is indeed the kind of stuff that dreams are made of.