Warum die UFOs unseren Salat klauen (1980)

In a 1960s-era informercial for an electric vibrating salad tossing device that, unbeknownst to the host, might have a dual purpose.

Demarco's at it again, except this time he's seen too much! Out for revenge with seemingly no good reason, no one is safe with this cretin roaming the street. There's blood on his hands and he's washing them clean, with more blood! All his paranoid fantasies have been realized in this disturbed and barbaric world. "I am become death."