ShangLuda
Admirable film.
AnhartLinkin
This story has more twists and turns than a second-rate soap opera.
Hattie
I didn’t really have many expectations going into the movie (good or bad), but I actually really enjoyed it. I really liked the characters and the banter between them.
a_baron
What do you call a woman who has seven clitorides? How about a serial killer? Well, there are worse ways to go. Next there is the shy guy who is built like a horse and then some. Any points this film garners is purely for originality. Needless to say, the two of them meet, and then...well, after they meet briefly, and after she decides he is the man of her dreams - having seen the thing he keeps inside his trousers - this "thing" decides to detach itself from its owner and go hunting for...if you think that sounds off the planet, wait until you hear about her two hour pregnancies.Originality aside, this is a film that was made in pure bad taste. Okay, if you like a bit of gratuitous nudity, you may find something of interest here, but anything else is purely for sick minds.
mkrsko
Just how can someone cook up movie like Bad Biology is a mystery to me.Directed and written by Frank Henenlotter, of Basket Case 'fame', it is about a homicidal nymphomaniac and a boy with monster junkie penis. Yup, that's right. The basic promise is actually OK, sounds like a twisted horror comedy, right? Well, it is not.It's easy to understand why no one sane or decent wouldn't want to take part in this demented toss, so what we get here is a bunch of talentless and uninteresting people trying to make a film.Bottom line -Awful acting, cheap looking, stupid and nasty, this is definitely one to avoid.
Scott LeBrun
God bless the mad genius that is Frank Henenlotter, who has given us such cult classics as "Basket Case", "Brain Damage", and "Frankenhooker". His ideas are often wonderfully wild and here they're particularly outrageous, and sexually charged. Here he puts his own spin on the romantic comedy by creating a genuine pair of outsiders as the couple destined to get together: Jennifer (Charlee Danielson) and Batz (Anthony Sneed). These two are total sexual freaks; she's desperately searching for sexual fulfilment and that extra special relationship, he's obliged to deal with an enormous mutated penis with which he can actually have conversations (sort of like Duane and Belial in "Basket Case"). If reading this synopsis hasn't already put you off, and in fact intrigues you, you're likely to love the in your face raunchiness and relentless crudeness that this movie delivers. It does get a little tedious at points but thankfully still comes through with some memorable scenes. It's just way too hysterical to watch the climactic action; it won't be spoiled here, but it's got to delight at least some of the trash fans watching. And on the way to that bit of insanity, we're treated to as much nudity as viewers can want, in addition to the ridiculous sight of models wearing vagina masks (you read that correctly). Subtle this movie is not, but it is damned good fun. Leads Danielson and Sneed are incredibly sincere, and Danielson remains an entertaining performer to watch, as she provides narration and even does a bit of fourth wall breaking. Henenlotter fans will also appreciate the brief appearance of his longtime collaborator, actress Beverly Bonner. Gabe Bartalos's special effects are priceless, guaranteed to keep the audience in stitches. Overall, some viewers can see this as immature, yes, but its wacky sensibility is something sadly missing from a lot of more mainstream comedies. Eight out of 10.
rob_lavender
This 2008 sex horror from Frank Hennenlotter is billed as "A God-awful love story" and, to be fair, this is one of few things the filmmaker has got right. It resembles not so much a movie as it does a joke in which the punchline is too long coming. Way to long: 85 minutes in fact. The joke's preamble involves a woman born with too many clitorises (clitorii?) who, oversexed to the point of homicide, seeks satisfaction with a man possessing a giant, drug-addicted and self-aware penis. At this point it would be understandable for a potential viewer to resolve to see this oddity of a film. After all, it can't possibly live up to this described level of weirdness, can it? And if so, surely it's worth a look? Well, yes and no – yes it is that weird, yet somehow it manages to eschew originality in any way, shape or form: dialogue is hackneyed, despite the subject matter; characters offer nothing new, other than their biological oddities; camera-work and direction remain bog-standard and bare-minimum. This is a film completely unlike any other, but which fails to stand out whatsoever
