Waste of time

I like movies that are aware of what they are selling... without [any] greater aspirations than to make people laugh and that's it.

Pretty good movie overall. First half was nothing special but it got better as it went along.

Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

If you're new to Forbidden Zone, without spoilers, let me prep you.Don't look for plot. Or studio production values. If talent and originality matter, you can't do better. Why I love it? Years before Forbidden Zone, when they were still the Mystic Knights of the Oingo Boingo (a door Squeezit enters in his quest to free Frenchie, Rick's real -- at that time – wife), the Knights did street theater in Venice, with huge painted backdrops, costumes (an 8-foot dinosaur, a rocket strapped around Rick's waist, tie-dyed blouses for the girls), and instruments from around the world, like the ballophone, a xylophone with gourds under the slats. Danny wrote songs and played half a dozen instruments (piano, guitar, violin, drums, tuba, ballophone...) I lived nearby & filmed this in 8 mm and stills.Some called them racist. They're not. Zone spoofs everyone in the neighborhood -- dopers, dealers, dropouts, welfare queens, gays, orthodox Jews, gang members, whites, blacks, you name it. All peeps they lived with and knew. Don't like 'em? Blame DNA! They didn't make the world. Just live in it. And in Zone, they report what they saw! Exaggerated for comic effect. And morphed through Rick's obsession with body functions and instant gratification. Once you accept that, dig the music. And art! Like Van Gogh who, forever broke, started painting what he saw in his room -- his shoes, bed, self-portraits, flowers in a vase. Subject didn't matter. What mattered was his passion. How he made colors and brush strokes speak. In ways they never had.Zone's the same. Creates a new art it alone occupies. Take it or leave it. An IMDb review says... I'll take more, please! (I'll have what he's having!)

For anyone familiar with, or is a fan of, the Midnight Movie circuit that was most popular between the early 70's and mid-80's, will know doubt have seen Richard Elfman's warped black-and-white musical Forbidden Zone. Taking the natural step from theatre to film, Elfman took the playful and smutty performances of his musical troupe Mystic Knights of the Oingo Boingo (along with his brother Danny and co-writer Matthew Bright) and delivered a true head-f**k, and one that is filled with frog-headed butlers, machine-gun toting teachers, a scat-loving Satan, and an entrance into the sixth dimension that literally s***s you into its bizarre universe.Frenchy Hercules (Marie-Pascale Elfman) lives with her dysfunctional family in a house that happens to be hiding the entrance to the sixth dimension in it's basement. After being told by chicken-man Squeezit Henderson (Bright) that his transgender sister Rene (also Bright) has entered the sixth dimension, Frenchy decides to have a little peek but ends up falling in. There she discovers a world ruled by sex-mad dwarf King Fausto (Herve Villechaize) and his domineering Queen Doris (the wonderful Susan Tyrrell). Fausto takes a liking to Frenchy and takes her as his personal prisoner, much to the wrath of Doris. After being gone for days, Hercules family members Flash (Phil Gordon) and Grampa (Hyman Diamond) enter the sixth dimension to rescue her.The 'plot' is no more than a excuse for Elfman and Bright to put on some truly remarkable and deliciously twisted musical numbers. Their influences were always 1930's vaudeville and jazz, but here they also embrace the 80's with rock and ska, with the particular stand-out for me was Danny Elfman's rendition of Minnie the Moocher as Satan. They try to make the most of an obviously tight budget, but the film does look dirt- cheap. The walls and sets look like they've been drawn by a child, but some sequences evoke the work of Monty Python.But I doubt Elfman and Bright had in mind to make a professional-looking film, and preferred to just have their original vision out there for the world to see. Where the film lacks in budget it tries to make up for in smutty humour, and although the comedy and visuals here are often overly crass (I've never seen so much dry-humping), it has the cheeky playfulness of early John Waters. It's pointless to try and make sense of Forbidden Zone, I mean, why bother with a sixth dimension when the 'real world' is just as equally screwed up? Instead just enjoy this true one-of-a-kind, whether it be the breakneck pace, the farcical humour, Tyrrell's battle-axe performance, or the truly inspired musical numbers.www.the-wrath-of-blog.blogspot.com

First of all, this film will separate viewers into two groups: either you get it or you don't, love it or hate it. For me I got it, and think it's one of the more amazing films I've seen in recent years. It's unabashedly weird, obscene, hilarious, and a musical masterpiece... I just can't get enough of this film! I've had to limit the number of times I watch this just because I don't want the experience to stale.I'd recommend this musical to anyone with an off-kilter sense of humor who yearn to stretch the limits of what constitutes a "film". Every time I watch it I see something new.There really isn't another film I could compare it to and give it justice, so I won't... but I love camp, British humor, and musicals so if you have similar tastes give it a shot.And if you're one of the ones who love it, you'll be humming the tunes ("bim bam boom") and screening the "Forbidden Zone" with your friends!

Huh? What? Somebody woke me. Wait... It was my father shaking me awake when I was watching this. Personally, as I have said a few times before, I don't know why I bother with this stuff. I lost six brain cells watching this piece of junk, and I couldn't remember why I started viewing this... *thing* in the process. Wait, memories are coming back, I only wanted to see this because I heard Danny Elfman had arranged the music and appeared as Satan (which had met my satisfactions quite well, actually), but as for the rest of the movie, I say: on a scale of 1 to 10; 10 being sophisticated, and 1 being bonkers; I say it's bonkers. It is filled with nothing but sex, obscene profanity, racist comments; and not to mention goofiest, silliest characters and scenes, that the story is lost in them. Most of my memories on this movie are still lost because my mind was asleep, even though my body was still awake. Next time, I'll think twice about movie elements before I rush to see something that stars one of my most favourite movie celebrities of all time. (No offence, though, Mr. Elfman; you're still my favourite movie composer.)