Now that we've established that, and now that you've been soothed by some pulsating tones and a tangy cymbal, let's talk about Raw Meat, aka Death Line. The directorial debut of Gary Sherman - who went on to direct two other midnight movie faves of mine (Dead and Buried & Vice Squad) - tells the tale of an American student and his girlfriend who insist upon being inside London's tube stations late at night. They forget to mind the gap, however, and this gap happens to be inhabited by those underground cannibals I mentioned above.
The meat of the film - pun intended - comes in the methodical and sweeping scenes where we follow the hungry residents of the underground caverns; modern day cave dwellers who have to trap their food to stay alive. These segments are filled with silence, as the camera slowly tracks the scenery and uncovers the grisly scenes of their crimes. The images captured are bloody and graphic, setting a dark tone for the film. (Click here for a prime example that I think is a little too graphic to throw up on this PG-13 site).
As the film slowly moves to its final act (if there is a complaint that can be made against Raw Meat, it's the film's pacing) the paths of the Inspector, the teens, and the cannibals - of course - cross paths. The finale, like the earlier scenes in the underground, builds quietly and slowly to a likeable final moment.
And, just in case you need it after that awesome theme, here's the trailer.