Bizzare and wrong in a way which is so far removed from reality it reaches absurdity. I love Paul Bartel as this pompous virtuosi character who is basically a walking quip and reaction shot. Mary Woronov is a treasure, I love everything I’ve ever seen her in and I’m glad she had so much screen time in this movie.
While the film isn’t top quality in composition, it makes up for it in dark humor. You know you’re in for a treat when the owner of a mortuary has a knack for necrophilia, a punk band is called Radio Werewolf, and an animatronic enigineer wants to be an undertaker.
There’s also a really funny scene that looked like leftover B-roll, where the brothers Grimm are playing catch in front of the mortuary and the really neurotic one can’t successfully catch the baseball in a very exaggerated way.