Frankenstein Island

I've seen some horrible islands in my time. Seagull Bathroom Island. Herpes Island. Island Island (the island that is built on a foundation of smaller, stupider islands). But man oh man, Frankenstein Island definitely takes the cake. That reminds me, I've seen some horrible cakes in my time. But that's a story for another review.

There's nothing about FRANKENSTEIN ISLAND to make it seem like a product of the early 80s; it feels like a 60s Z-film that sat on the shelf for 15 years. But what really matters is how bad it is--and it's BAD. A minimal plot that manages to be totally incoherent, nonexistent characterization, a generally sanitized feel, and the ridiculously clumsy attempt to integrate John Carradine (as the ghost of Dr. Frankenstein) into the proceedings doom it utterly. The only redeeming feature: a baby goat.

Exploitation without the exploitation, and sex without the sex. Everything is directed without form or urgency, it's just a bunch of writhing lunatics stumbling into various frames. Kind of extraordinary.

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Terrible.

Ancient Aliens! You know it's bad when even bikini clad jungle girls can't save it. What does almost save this is how much they double down on the weirdness. Just one bizarre scenario after the other. It was a pleasant surprise when a clone of the Universal monster finally did showed up. I'd given up hope of any appearance. Worth checking out for z-grade aficionados. [Rifftrax lined up some more perfect fodder in their sights and came out guns a blazing with some of their most solid riffs.]

This film's script is an absolute mess. This movie drags on and there are a lot of pointless and boring scenes. Overall this movie is an absolute disaster.