If you’ve ever wandered into a corner shop at 2am, pie-eyed and starving, and thought, “Yeah, a tin of mackerel, a Scotch egg and some Monster Munch will do,” congratulations: you’ve already lived the Cursed Brudda lifestyle.
The man, the myth, the absolute feral food goblin known as @cursedbrudda (real name Rourke Milley) is TikTok’s answer to Jamie Oliver if he’d grown up in the Upside Down and did all his shopping in the clearance aisle at Iceland.
I’ve been deep-diving his videos like David Attenborough on a safari through madness. This guy reviews meals that would make Bear Grylls cry — we’re talking warm sardines on white bread with scotch bonnet sauce and a dash of trauma.
He blew up reviewing the “cheapest half chicken in the UK” and somehow made it look like both a religious experience and a public warning. The video bangs. He sits there with that expression of calm dread, eats it like it owes him money, and then hits us with a one-liner so dry it could soak up a curry spill.
One time he made a sandwich using sardines, hot sauce, pork scratchings, and regret. It looked like what’d happen if you left your lunchbox inside a radiator. The kicker? He LOVED it.
This isn’t your average food blogger doing close-up steak cuts and garlic butter pans. Cursed Brudda operates like he’s possessed by the ghost of Lidl. His camera is shaking, the lighting is violent, and the editing looks like he fed his phone through a toaster.
But that’s the magic.
There’s no filter, no influencers pretending they’re relatable in their £80,000 kitchens. Just Rourke, a tin of “premium” herring, and enough charisma to start a cult.
He started with a simple concept: walk into a shop, grab whatever food your brain tells you not to, and make it worse with sauces, edits, and sheer gall. Then eat it. Film it. Speak the truth. And let the algorithm bless you.
Before long, brands were calling. Podcasts were interviewing him. Chicken shop owners were saying “Oi, I’ve seen you online, innit.” And now the man’s a hero of cursed content and dodgy dinners.
He’s got over 260,000 followers, nearly 6 million likes, and probably the strongest stomach on the planet. I don’t know whether to shake his hand or send him Rennies.
Cursed Brudda isn’t just a TikToker. He’s an experience. A movement. A culinary hallucination with facial tattoos. Watching his content is like being trapped in a Co-op during an apocalypse — but you’re loving it.
If you’re sick of picture-perfect plates and fake YouTube chefs pretending they’re relatable while flipping wagyu steaks, do yourself a favour. Head to @cursedbrudda and witness a man who once paired mackerel with Monster Munch… and called it “pretty decent”.
He’s chaos in a flat cap. He’s the king of tin-based terror. And he’s living proof that sometimes all you need to go viral is a loaf of white br