I get hella stoned and watch Foodfight! at least once a year. It’s my “favorite” movie.
Everything about it, from the implied beastiality between Charlie Sheen and Hillary Duff, to the weird gay bat, to the shitweasel 
is a masterclass in what not to do in a movie. It transcends badness and becomes something sublime. The entire plot is about how store brands/generics are Nazis, and one of the Nazis absolutely chews the scenery in a way that makes Brian Blessed look reserved.
Moron Movies.
Imagine if your uncle who thinks he’s hilarious bought a camcorder and recorded an hour and a half of short skits.
It’s so terrible, but kudos for Len Cella for putting in the effort and making it happen!