Mr. B Natural (1956)

Mr. B Natural is really a talking, musical note that transforms into a woman dressed in a powder blue Peter-Pan like outfit, pretending to be a man calling himself B Natural. Still following? Mr. B would have fit in perfectly in a 70's party with George Carlin, Rick James and Robin Williams (sniff, sniff). Now imaging instead of all these cool people (or any other people), it's just you and Mr. B in a room together. Also, Mr. B is really working for an instrument manufacturer, COMM. On top of that, Mr. B is on a roll after dropping some acid, ecstasy and meth. Hold on to your hats and hope your psychiatrist can fix it later. The opening scene is band practice on a grass field, followed by notes & Mr. B on a sound stage. The scene moves to band co-ed lockers (very progressive for 1957). Mr. B comes out of the closet(literally) and convinces our protagonist, Buzz (??), into getting his parent to buy him a musical instrument. Life is great. Buzz goes to all the great parties. We then get assembly porn of the COMM factory. I wish I were kidding:Mr. B returns. I feel soulless now and the drugs are wearing off. The only thing I learn is that "it really is quite fun to be psychotic." Thank you Joel, Crow & Tom for helping me through the dark times.-Celluloid Rehab

*Mr. B Natural SPOILERS* A tale of psychedelic terror erupts when a transgender fairy who seems to be downing entire BOTTLES of Prozac, DAILY, because she has the most insufferably perky disposition ever and speaks at such a high tone I bet cats and dogs were running away from her howling in pain, looking female but calling him/herself Mr. B Natural magically appears in a young kid, Buzz's room, scaring him into buying an instrument and learning how to use it by playing many of them and dancing to her own music like a retard because playing in the school band makes you 'cool'. Yeah, in an alternate universe, maybe.This is a truly, absolutely, completely, utterly terrible short, aptly defined the 'Manos, The Hands Of Fate' of shorts, which it actually is. I wonder if Conn Enterprises realized at the time which EVIL had they unleashed on the world...But MST3K, as usual, has saved us by diluting the horribleness of this psychotic trans gendered transvestite (a woman who thinks she's a man - way before Brandon Teena - Teena Brandon in Boys Don't Cry - eating Prozac for breakfast and terrorizing young men: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!) in what amounts to one of the funniest MSTs of a short.As for the main character: 'Shame on you, Mr B. Natural, have you got no sense of decency??' Mr B. Natural: 1/10 (but deserves -100000000000000000000000000000000000000000/10).

(r#21)When Betty Luster was born, her parents had no idea that she, along with the writing "talents" of Marvin David, would one day give birth to the indisputably worst fictional character created in the history of mankind. How awful is the character of "Mr. B Natural"? Let me count the ways.1) There is absolutely nothing natural about a freakish, psychotic man-woman-child jumping around and laughing at nothing.2) Mr. B Natural achieves the impossible: being a more annoying man-woman than Chris Tucker's utterly hate-able Ruby Rod from Luc Besson's Fifth Element.3) Mr. B Natural hurts children. She happily throws little Buzz (played by Forrest Gump look-a-like Bruce Podewell) onto his bed, almost breaking his arm. Buzz, too scared to move, can't protest and smiles desperately, hoping for his mother to come and rescue him, the poor guy.4) Mr. B Natural is a commercial a-hole. The entire short is just a marketing campaign for Conn, an instrument distributor.5) Mr. B Natural is clearly one of the incarnations of the devil, the eighth sin, the last sign of the Apocalpyse. I swear, this man-girl has "666" tattooed in the back of her neck. She's the bastard son of Freddy Krueger and Anton LaVey (yes, they're gay). Chuck Norris avoids her like the plague - he's too scared.In conclusion, Mr. B Natural is a disturbing and absolutely worthless short. If you're going to make a commercial, why make it this disturbing? If I was a kid and saw this, I'd be scarred for life. Jaded as I am, I'll probably just have emotional problems for the rest of my life. Thank you, movie.1.0 out of 10 - the absolutely lowest rating a movie can get. And Mr. B Natural deserves it. No one should have to be subjected to this. "Natural" is the 'Manos': The Hands of Fate of short films, only more painful. Avoid!

I must say upfront that I've only witnessed the Mystery Science Theater 3000 version, but I've never laughed that hard and loud outside of my favorite Benny Hill skits. This is EASILY one of my Top 13 favorite items I own on video. The retro-kitch factor is matched superbly by the strangeness of it all. It makes me wonder whatever became of Betty Luster? As Mr B Natural, she is now an internet icon, posted on many websites. Obviously, without the MST3K Joel & the robots commentary, this film would seem unwatchable, but would still be quite fun at a party. The line "You've got to inspect your horn, boy." will go down in Hollywood comedy history. Mr B can haunt my house anytime.