Even though Poundcake features a massive supernatural maniac in a gimp mask who strangles his straight, white male victims with a chain while raping them, the film is less horror and more a wry satire on the state of humanity today, where society seems to be becoming more and more divided over subjects such as race and sexuality. Poundcake represents all those who feed on this divisiveness, but can people ever put aside their differences long enough to defeat the evil?
The subjects of political correctness, wokism, racism, blind hatred and bigotry are tackled with audacity and wit, writer/director/actor Onur Tukel approaching his controversial themes from differing points of view, but still finding time to throw in eye-watering scenes of sodomy, both forced and consensual, to ensure that his film won't be forgotten in a hurry. The scenes of anal intrusion are a guaranteed 'talking point' (the most unforgettable scene involving some experimentation in the bedroom with a strap-on!), but the real 'thrust' of the film is acerbic social commentary and the importance of unconditional love. And lube.
