Blood rituals, polygamy, cannibalism and murder all abound in Royal Jelly.
Should you see it?
Royal Jelly is a mess. Plain and simple. I’m not going to beat around the bush and pretend that there were positive aspects to this show because if I made a list of pro’s and con’s, one of those columns would be empty… and it wouldn’t be the con side.
Royal Jelly finds three sister wives living in a post-apocalyptic bunker feasting on their dead husband (whose body is stored in a fridge) for sustenance, their only hope, a newborn son who will of course be their future, already betrothed to another sister wife. What follows is a mess of hypnotic body swaying, barbaric screaming and yelling, skimpy outfits that are prone to minor wardrobe malfunctions and overt sexual overtones that end up coming off as more uncomfortable than funny, as I’m assuming that they couldn’t have been doing this seriously.
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