The movie follows Bernie, a record producer who persuades his nephew Frankie to create a new rock star that will help Bernie overcome his work related ennui. Iggy, the burnt out roadie pillages the graves of various celebrities such as Buddy Holly, Jimi Hendrix, and Sid Vicious, using the head of Elvis Presley to top things off.
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Highly Overrated But Still Good
A film with more than the usual spoiler issues. Talking about it in any detail feels akin to handing you a gift-wrapped present and saying, "I hope you like it -- It's a thriller about a diabolical secret experiment."
what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.
It is an exhilarating, distressing, funny and profound film, with one of the more memorable film scores in years,
Intended to be a comedy, horror flick...you may have to be the judge yourself to see if this movie rocks or sinks like a rock. The plot sounds like it has the promise of being funny; an overly ambitious record producer Bernie Stein (Barry Feterman) hoodwinks a nephew scientist Frankie (Jayson Spense) into constructing the world's greatest entertainer. We say constructing...stitching a superstar out of stolen body parts from late and great rock 'n' rollers like Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison and Elvis Presley. We're talking, head to feet and all in between like brains, hands and even...penis. Drug addled roadie Iggy (Hiram Jacob Segarra) does a good job stealing bits and pieces of body part, but by accident grabs a vital organ from Liberace. This stitched monstrosity named "King" (Graig Guggenheim) is going to be hard to train and control.Brian O'Hara directs and shares in the writing of this rated R feature and I would not recommend viewing by small children. Lots of vulgar language and situations. A very small budget that allows way too many low class and gay jokes. If you happen to really love Rock 'n' Roll, you may find this too irreverent. Have you ever tried to stop looking at a train wreck?
A great story ruined by vulgar sex jokes and homophobia. I thought this would be a funny movie. The Frankenstein monster being like Elvis Presley. But instead it was just sick and stupid. It was like people who wrote The Hangover wrote a Frankenstein movie. And The Hangover is not funny it is just garbage. And this is just garbage. There are a lot films basest on Frankenstein That are the greatest horror movies ever Frankenstein (1931) The cures of Frankenstein Lady Frankenstein thous are some of the best horror movies ever. The book Frankenstein is one of the best horror books ever. But not this. This is just Pooh pooh. Horror comedy is o.k when it is funny. But this not fun it is just gross and stupid.
Music mogul, Bernie Stein, joins his nephew Freakie and a hippie roadie, Iggy in an effort to make a superstar out of dead body parts. The hands of Jimmy Hendrix, Sid Vicious's ass, Elvis's head, and the penis of Jim Morrison. Well it would have been Morrison if Iggy didn't screw up and bring back Liberace's love sausage. uh-oh, I smell a wall of gay jokes cumin along. Sure enough King, the monster, gets confused by his fudge packing pecker whom actually talks to him. And, oh who am I kidding, as a red blooded heterosexual make this film is just way too gay for me. (not that there's anything wrong with that) Eye Candy: Kate Fallon & Joan Gerardi get topless; plus more nudity in the extra features DVD Extras: Commentary Director and crew; 22 minute Behind the scenes featurette; music video; Theatrical trailer; and trailers for 28 other Seduction Cinema titles My Grade: F
This is the coolest, nastiest movie I have seen in a long time. I saw it at the Millennium here in New York and it kicks butt. It is so disgusting, but well shot. This is definitely the greatest b-movie of the 90's. It is about a record producer who (with the help of his nephew) makes the greatest rock and roll star of all time, by using parts from dead legends: Elvis' head, Jimi's hands...and Liberace's penis. The last one is an accident, and that's where all the fun starts. the monster is very sexually confused. I was told at the screening that one of the ways the film is being advertised is that they paid homeless people to put the poster for the film on their shopping carts. If that's true, they've got one-up on the Blair Witch people for creative advertising. See this movie!