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Erotic Rites
of Frankenstein Jess
Franco's version of the Frankenstein classic is slightly different from
the more familiar Universal and Hammer movies.
In fact, it's so different it resembles nothing else. If you're a devoted
Franco follower the above plot may not sound very unusual perhaps, but
to the rest of us Erotic Rites of Frankenstein comes across as
a very peculiar movie. A peculiar movie which almost plays like a comedy,
or at least like a comic horror movie, with a bit of everything and anything
thrown in. The budget couldn't have been lower either, it's amazingly
cheap and tacky. No one seem to mind much, though, as the plot is stuffed
with gratuitous nudity, violence and bizarre creations. Frankenstein's
own monster is mainly a big guy painted in silver. Like a silver coloured
Hulk. Though Hulk never got to whip any naked women in his basement (or maybe he did, we don't know). Ann
Libert as the bird-woman must also be seen to be believed, a hybrid of
a woman and a bird in blue feathers. The best thing by far, however, is the extraordinary
over-the-top performance by Franco regular Howard Vernon (in goatee beard)
as the evil mastermind Cagliostro. Vernon alone makes Erotic Rites
of Frankenstein a must-see, but there's enough whacky stuff going
on all over the movie to make it a euro-trash classic not to miss. See
it now. Then see it again.
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