As we did in the case of God Burger, we must disagree with the Internet's arbiters. They might know their business, but they don't know suicide food.
Failblog calls this a misfire. Hardly! It is perfection, effortlessly capturing the ethos of an entire repulsive way of life!
It's not just the pig's face, which, in its undeniable rapture, conveys the proper reverence for self-gutting.
It's also the sausages he pulls from his abdominal cavity, as though his anatomy were configured solely to provide his customers with maximum convenience. He opens a sterile slot beneath his apron, locates the sanitary sausages, and withdraws them. It's a simple procedure blessed by an unseen technology, as far from Nature's gory designs as anything in Suicidefoodland.
And they call it a failure. It's a masterpiece!