“A macabre story of two motorcycle-riding, knife-wielding, shiv-shaving, eye-gouging, arm-twisting, chain-lashing, scalpel-flashing, acid-throwing, gun-shooting, bone-breaking, pathological nuts and their pal the Undertaker!”
A trio of motorcyclist killers – an undertaker called Mort (Ray Dannis) and his two pals, Doc (a former medical student) and Spike, who work as cook and waiter at the Greasy Spoon Cafe – embark on a killing spree, butchering beautiful, scantily clad females.
Doc and Spike then use parts of the bodies for their menu at the cafe, and Mort gets paid by the families to bury the remainder at his Shady Rest Funeral Parlour (“We give trading stamps”).
Their racket goes awry when Private Detective Harry Glass (James Westmoreland, billed here as Rad Fulton) suspects that something is not quite kosher.
It’s a bad, goofy, low-budget slasher flick – the killings are gruesome and include limb decapitations, an impaling, a victim being dipped in a vat of acid, body parts fed into a meat grinder, a woman having her face whipped off with a chain, a meat cleaver to the head and a woman having her innards fondled while she’s still alive – but with its tongue firmly planted in its cheek.
Never for one moment does The Undertaker and His Pals take itself the least bit seriously.
The original edit of the film contained clips from training films for surgeons, which were added for shock value. After initial showings, these were trimmed out, hence the short running time.
Mort The Undertaker
James Westmoreland (as Rad Fulton)