The movie opens with Millard Findlemeyer (Gary Busey) knocking over a diner and killing a few people in the process. Sarah (Robin Sydney) survives the attack, but her father and brother don't. Off-screen, Millard is captured and executed by the state. After his ashes are sent to his grieving mother, a "special" batch of gingerbread seasoning arrives at Sarah's family bakery. (Coincidence?) A timely accident allows blood to drip into a batch of dough made with the gingerbread seasoning. Good thing the Health Department isn't around, as this batch is used to make a gingerbread man, anyway. After the proper baking time, a tiny terror is unleashed to wreak havoc on the bakery staff.

Charles Band loves miniature murderers, from dolls and puppets to little people monsters and killer cookies. They have become a staple in his movies. I'm guessing he saw Trilogy of Terror back in the day and the African doll segment left quite an impression. For me, the fear factor in most films of this nature just isn't there. I'm fairly certain I could boot a gingerbread cookie, animated or not, across the room with very little effort. I find it hard to take seriously as a dangerous adversary. This sentiment was at least partially considered, as the gingerdead man did use booby traps and heavy machinery to do the major damage.

It's good to see the lovely Robin Sydney getting top billing. She deserves it as her performance is one of the few bright spots in a so-so movie. I will always appreciate a woman that will start a catfight by giving another chick a pie to the face. The other part that really stands out is the way too short live-action scenes of the awesome Gary Busey. The diner robbery provides a great opening scene. Unfortunately, the only way to go after this is down.

I've discussed the lack of any real scares provided by tiny killers. There's no nudity at all, which is very disappointing. Couldn't he have been a horny gingerbread man? And the script is nowhere near as funny as they seem to think it is. Band is a talented filmmaker, the production values are sharp and the movies look good. There's just isn't much here to work with. They must have know that, too, as the the credits were rolling a the hour mark.

I did learn an important life lesson. I will never work in a place that has a walk-in oven. Are you kidding? That's a wrongful death suit just waiting to happen. And I'd prefer it if my family wasn't the one filing it.

All things considered, this movie isn't painful to watch, it's just not that gratifying either. Unless you're collecting and/or seeing everything in Charles Band's or Robin Sydney's resume, I would skip this one. At best, catch the first five minutes and get on with your life.