I love it when a movie started life as a title and you can bet that's exactly how "The Gingerdead Man" came about. The spirit of an executed serial killer is mixed into a batch of dough and comes out of the oven a killer gingerbread man. If you've ever wanted to see a biscuit fire a gun, stab someone or run a guy over with a car this is the movie for you. It was so good I ploughed my way through the entire box set which included "The Gingerdead Man 2: The Passion of the Crust" and "The Gingerdead Man 3: Saturday Night Cleaver" in which the GDM hopped into a time machine and went back to the 70s to wreak havoc at a roller disco. As trilogies go this shits all over that Three Colours stuff.