Rock 'n' Roll Frankenstein (1999)

A music industry man loses one of his best clients, but devises a plan to make the best musician ever -- out of the body parts of other dead musicians. With the help of his nephew Frankie (a former morgue attendant and amateur scientist) and some stoner roadies, the musician is built. But things go sour when "King" starts developing unnatural urges.I have to compare this film to Henenlotter's "Frankenhooker". I mean, it's a horror-comedy about an amateur scientist building a new person out of old parts. And the comedy styles are similar, so if you like one, you'll like the other. The humor in this film, however, is not as clever and revolves mostly around gay jokes and the nephew's sexual attraction to dissected abdomens.The gay jokes are the worst part of the film. While they are funny and clever at times, as the film goes on they become more and more repetitive and overbearing on the script. How many times can we hear about "unnatural urges" or "dingleberries"? I would rather the film were five minutes shorter with a few lines cut out than be full-length and redundant.Some things I could be critical of, I won't. For example, the Elvis head looks nothing at all like Elvis, nor does it talk like Elvis. But things like this that are so obviously poorly done can be overlooked in the name of humor. This is a Shock-o-Rama film, not the work of some perfectionist or someone with more than 20 dollars to their name.The acting is questionable. The manager is decent and the stoner is alright. "King" is okay if you overlook the bad Elvis impression. The nephew is the part I'm not sure about: either he's clever or awful. All his lines are done monotone and I'm not sure if this is intentional for humor value or if he really is just that bad. It didn't bother me until it was pointed out, but then it gets a bit over the top.I would recommend this film to those who liked "Frankenhooker" as long as you keep in mind this isn't really of the same quality. It's not scary, it's not gory and it's not even really that great of a story. But it's got a dumb humor about it that I think appeals to many horror fans, and maybe this is for you. Also, despite being from 1999, it has a very 1980s or early 1990s feel to it, which for me is a definite bonus.

This is quite possibly the worst movie I've ever seen. Shoddy production values could be forgiven, even poor editing and lousy pacing could be excused by the occasional good scene or a belly laugh, but these are nowhere to be found. The lone standout scene is the musical number, which manages to be vaguely acceptable, and the most amusing thing in the entire duration of the movie is a constantly stoned hippie character.Let me repeat that.The funniest thing in the film is a stoned hippie character who ends every line with "dude" or "man". He doesn't do or say anything particularly funny, either, but just by being a stoned hippie and saying "dude" and "man" he still manages to be funnier than everything else.I'd try to summarize briefly just how dire this failed horror spoof is, but words fail me. You'll just have to see it yourself - it's prime material for a Mystery Science Theater-style evening at home with friends and a drink or seven, and not just because you need alcohol to dull the pain of witnessing the black hole where comedy dies in terrible pain.

This movie was really horrible. I can't believe I wasted my time/money on this piece of garbage. I generally would not post a negative review on here, but I feel people must be warned. At least it sounded decent on paper, but on screen, it just wasn't all there. Mary Shelley is probably rolling around in her grave.

This has to be seen to be believed.A nutbag mixture of all good things in exploitation films.There's this guy named Frankie Stein who has made a perfect rockstar minus one part... his schlong belongs to liberace! (it was supposed to be Jim Morrison's love tool but junkie roadie made a mistake)That makes the monster a DIFFERENT kind of monster!There are really good songs (I'm a Monster, Electro-shock) and it's never boring (a rarity in this kind of movies i think)And where else could you hear Elvis singing... i got a boner blues ?Thank you and good night.. the King has left the building.