“A salad that was once named Elizabeth”

Frankenhooker

     Oh, how I love dark comedies. I love dark CREEPY comedies even more! This has one of those messed up plot-lines that sent me running into the loving arms of bad movies and terrible acting. This is one of the finest examples of what I enjoy most about horror films. Having said that for the 50^th time, here's what it's all about:

Crack smoking. Everyone smoked crack in 1990

     Jeff Franken is somewhat of a genius, if a bit uncouth. He creates a remote control lawnmower that unfortunately annihilates his fiance all OVER the lawn. Riddled with guilt, he begins to try and resurrect her by means of....well, you can tell by the name of the film. He successfully recreates her, but she's a bit of a hooker. Actually, she's a LOT of a hooker. It might have a lot to do with all the hooker body parts he used to 'fill in the gaps', so to speak. So, after escaping Jeff's lab, our hero Frankenhooker hits the streets of NYC for to find some johns. It isn't long before she finds them and starts unintentionally electrocuting them to death. There's also a lot of crack smoking, boobs, big hair, and exploding hookers. I'm not making that last part up.

No, serious. Exploding. Hookers.

     Aside from some well hidden one-liners, the funniest thing to me was the way Patty Mullen portrayed the Frankenhooker. When you're going to do 'over the top', you still have to do it well. And she did just that as most of her scenes involved yelling out lines in her search for johns. And really, what do you expect from the the director of all THREE Basket Case movies?!? It stars a washed-up comedian, a former Penthouse Pet, and a bunch of other people nobody knows but is still well worth the watch. See this!

Wednesday: Oh, FFS, REALLY? The 10th one?!?....Fine, let's just get this over with....