A workman discovers some mushy white foam at an petroleum refinery in Alaska, and he gets the urge to try it and surprisingly it’s tastes really good. Soon enough, it’s a top-selling American dessert product known as “The Stuff” and everyone just can’t seem to get enough of it. Industrial saboteur Moe Rutherford is hired by some rival companies to dig up information on “The Stuff” and he learns that it strangely got by FDA tests with those who passed it disappearing. Moe with the help of Nicole the advertising designer for ‘The Stuff ‘ and a young boy Jason, whose family became obsessed with the deadly substance. Discover that the addictive dessert is actually alive and taking over the body of whoever eats it.

Yummy! For those looking for some tasty schlock that’s low in calories and is a complete throwback to 1950’s Sci-Fi horror. Larry Cohen’s “The Stuff” definitely leaves a sweet taste in your mouth. Despite it’s familiarity with the likes of “The Blob” and “The Invasion of the Body Snatchers”, the neat premise still manages to feel fresh, sharp and ambitious, because of the unpretentious fun that’s generated. All of this shows up in Cohen’s enthusiastically accomplished direction and ace timing, where his off-the-rocker style shines immensely. Like most of his films, the playfully witty script digs deep into a social commentary and the flavour of the month happened to be consumerism and it’s grip on society. The irony suggested ending, paints it perfectly. Not all of it is light and goofball in tone, as there are some dark, moody and gooey inclusions to the fold. There’s a heavy cartoon-like atmosphere cooked up within a few striking images of creepiness and the deliciously campy special effects are well staged for such a low-budget production. Pacing is judge accordingly to pull you in. Cinematographer Paul Gickleman fluidly shot the film and the lively music score by Dwight Dixon ticks along fittingly. Cohen also pens the colourful story, which is terribly fractured with vagueness and continuity problems, but it’s quirky maniac humour, zany developments with a surprise or two and satire frame of mind goes a long way to covering that problem up. The fruity performances are acceptably apt to what’s happening on screen. The always interesting performer Michael Moriarty is wickedly good as the smarting, downbeat industrial spy Moe Rutherford. Paul Sorvino provides some amusing comic relief as an high strung, off-the-boil right-wing Colonel. Andrea Marcovicci, Garrett Morris, Danny O’Neal, Patrick O’Neal, Scott Bloom and Cohen regular James Dixon give splendid support too.