Goblet of Gore (1996) – Andreas Schnaas.

It's only fitting that such a batso bloodbath should commence with a batso, bloodthirsty B-movie bat! Following a spectacularly grisly Viking-era prologue, wherein the wicked witch is slain, and her ill-fated goblet unleashes a terrible curse upon all those who have the grievous misfortune to sup from it. Aladdin's lamp in reverse, as all those who possess the goblet are absolutely damned, since it is only the vengeful wishes of the hateful Viking witch that are brutally granted! Random individuals are gruesomely dispatched, their deaths being spectrally orchestrated via the witch's immortal wrath, some are sordidly snuffed post-coitally, so, quite frankly, it could have been a hell of a lot worse, dude!

Certainly ambitious, if not cohesive, the inventively blood-spattered Goblet of Gore is one of the more novel lo-fi folk horror titles I have seen. Featuring Asgardian occultism, a rap-metalled score, luridly crimson-spattered T & A, and Nazisploitative elements, this perverse, plasma-plastered Goblet is coming to a glory hole near you very soon! While Schnaas delivers on erotically-charged chunk-blowing, the more absurdist elements might be insurmountable for some. Goblet of Gore, may, or, may not be worth watching more than once, and the dubbing is often deliciously comedic, but fellow fans of unapologetically trashy splatter-smut shouldn't be too disappointed. I just think it's a shame that Goblet of Gore didn't inspire a glut of similarly tweaked, Pagan-themed terror tosh.