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Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey.

Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey.

Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey.

Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey.

Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey.

Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey.

Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey.

Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey.

Tough call.

If you put all of Ed Wood's scripts together, directed by Andy Sidaris, produced by Harvey Weinstein, starring the corpse of Jeffrey Epstein, it would not be worse than Money Plane.

2 stars for Kelsey.

God awful script handicapped further by non-acting.

Best line was (maybe paraphrasing, I'm not about to rewatch the thing) "If he had any teeth I'd knock 'em out." The rest of dialogue is just plain bad.

The actors seem to be wishing they were somewhere else.

Even the animals seemed embarrassed to be seen in this turkey.

Only redeemed (partially) by some fairly exciting wild animal acts featuring Clyde Beatty.

I won't rehash the plot, enough people have done that already. It's easy to imagine this movie as part of MST3K's catalog of low budget schlock. There are plot twists that leave you saying "WTF?" Characters that border on cartoons like "Armitage." Joyce McKenzie is beyond beautiful here, but she appears way too mature for a college student, even though she actually was 20 years old at the time. Especially fun for me are the period relics of a time long gone. The swanky nightclub, the movie house with only 1 screen, the big gas guzzling cars, men and women dressed to kill, no matter what time of day. Look for the jazz band at the Vogue, they were a real band the played around LA for years in various night spots.

Picked this up for $1 at Dollar Tree. I'm glad I didn't spend more. First off, it is extremely confusing to have a plot synopsis in the first 3 minutes of the movie, one that contains entire scenes not found in the subsequent film. The trailer also shows scenes that seem to lead up to the start of the Dystopia I watched. So we come in about halfway through the action? Characters are dropped in with no explanation, the main characters already know them and have a history with them. Their motivations are not always clear other than they need to eliminate the entity known as "Biocorp." Acting is either amateurish or hammy, a few of the actors reach grade-B status, including Michael Madsen as someone who seems to be the President of the USA. Again, the backstory is missing here. Was this a sequel to a movie that never got released, or an edited version of a much longer film? The trailer would seem to suggest there was another film that explains all.

I wanted to see this because I love Kristina Pimenova, but the goddam trailer practically gives away the entire plot! That's not a trailer, that's a synopsis!

1 star for the ruinous trailer.

Ok, so it's everything the trailer promised, but not much more.

Over the top acting by Corbin Bernson, he makes a great psycho.

His motive is finally revealed so it explains why he seems to hate his beautiful new bride.

Kristina is very good as the daughter, not a great actress (yet) but she does a fine job.

Entertaining and occasionally suspensful. I'm glad I picked this one up.

First time I saw this movie was late one night on a pay cable station, sometime in the mid-'80s. For much of the running time I thought I was actually watching a lost film from the late '60s! It's that authentic. Only the appearance of Stephen Furst from "Animal House" gives way the era this film was made in. All the actors are excellent in their portrayals. The action mostly centers on a group of military school cadets. It was obviously modeled after "Animal House" right down to the presence of Stephen Furst in a lead role, only without the sharp writing of that film. Or the budget. But that also works in this film's favor, lending it an authenticity, that like I said, had me fooled for a while. Watch this with "Purple Haze" for a taste of what the era was like.

What looks like it will be a routine jungle/ape picture turns into a nudie-cutie (with African-American nudies only). Unbelievable that in the early '50s it was still acceptable to present black/African women topless but not white women. Attitudes have changed a lot since then, now the lead actress would have to get at least half-naked. The National Geographic-style travelogue footage rubs uneasily against the schlock-film jungle antics of the cast, complete with fake gorilla suits. Ed Wood must have been proud. The acting is embarrassing, the leads are stiff and wooden, and the supporting cast are cartoonish. Historically and culturally inaccurate and ineptly staged, this is a trash-o-rama classic. Gets a 2 star rating from me for the pure entertainment value of bad acting, incomprehensible plotting, fake gorillas and naked titties.

Today this would be an episode of one of those cable docs on the paranormal. It is introduced, Twilight Zone-style, by the actor playing the hypnotist, Morey Bernstein. He steps into the first scene and the story begins.

Ruth Simmons is a friend of Morey and his wife whom Morey hypnotizes one night at a party. He is a self-taught hypnotist, having witnessed a demonstration at another party years earlier. Ruth reveals (after much prodding) that she is a reincarnation of Bridey Murphy, a 19th century Irishwoman. Very few, almost none, of the "facts" she reveals can be verified, a fact which the movie conveniently overlooks. The whole scenario was subsequently debunked by articles in major newspapers and magazines and by various authorities in the scientific establishment.

The movie, however, is an enjoyable fantasy, just don't take it as literal truth unless you are a follower of Ramtha or believe in Shirley MacLaine as some sort of spiritual pioneer.

Incredibly one-sided and biased, Rate It X is barely a documentary. The only point being made is that men are filthy perverts, intent on subjegating women and using them for their personal pleasure. The chosen subjects range from Ugly George, a Manhattan cable TV host who cajoles women into flashing their bodies on camera, to a preacher who would like to return Old Testament values to modern society. All are chosen for their various qualities of ignorance, arrogance, unattractiveness or just plain creepiness. The "erotic" baker is innocent of any crime against women, he merely makes bikini-torso cakes for male customers. Much is made of the fact that the cakes don't have heads. The revelation that men prefer a woman's breasts is less than shocking. A discussion among elderly VFW-types nearly makes a statement about middle-American values in regard to male-female roles, but the film-makers can't come up with anything more incisive to ask than "would you let your son play with dolls?" The advertising industry is put on trial for its use of attractive women in print ads, as if it was inherently evil to show women in their underwear in a women's underwear ad! An extremely narrow and unenlightened attempt to portray men as abusive brutes that fails miserably. Entertaining as an example of bad film-making.

Bad acting, bad writing, dumb plot. The only reason to watch this is teen hottie Elisha Cuthbert. Even a competent actor like Joe Mantegna can't make the lines he's forced to say sound believable. His reaction to his daughter's plight is too calm and business like, as if he was told his luggage would be slightly delayed. Concentrate on Elisha and ignore the rest.

cheesy, badly acted (mostly), dumb, but fun. Chicklet is NOT schizo, she's a multiple personality. the first thing that struck me about this camp parody was the obvious gay overtones; two of the muscle beach "hunks" were always "discovering" their sexuality, the "lady" cop is played by a man, one of the girls wants to be (very) close friends with another. how hard is it to parody '60s beach party movies and low budget horror? not very. it's been done with varying degrees of success for years.

not as good as Back To the Beach, but better than Surf Nazis Must Die.