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Amongst the true die-hard fanatics of trashy grindhouse exploitation/horror cinema, a select but obsessive alliance of which I'm a proud member, the comeback of writer/director Frank Hennenlotter was pretty much of one the most anticipated events of the new millennium. The legendary director of trash-classics like "Brain Damage" and "Frankenhooker" hadn't made any films since the disappointing sequels to his classic "Basket Case" in the early 90's. It may have taken Hennenlotter 16 years to direct another film, but he certainly hasn't lost his sense of tastelessness yet. Quite the contrary, I'd say, "Bad Biology" is probably the trashiest and most lurid film in many years. Not bad for a nearly 60-year-old director who hasn't been active in all those years. Right from the opening monologue already, you know exactly what type of movie this will be. A young girl, named Jennifer, enlightens us about her unusual anatomic condition: "I was born with seven clits". The poor girl is sexually insatiable, obviously, and often becomes so involved in the act that she murders her bed partners. If that isn't enough yet, she also gives birth to creepy mutant babies barely two hours after intercourse. With her job as erotic photographer, Jennifer comes into contact with her male antipole. Batz has a monstrous penis, a result of steroid overdose as a teenager, with a mind and sex hunger of its own. The penis causes prostitutes to have orgasms that last hours and goes out alone at night for a raping stroll.

Although I overall really enjoyed my viewing of "Bad Biology", I can't say it was the successful return feature that I wanted it to be. The film contains a handful of terrific basic ideas (like the mutant babies) and some hilarious sequences (throbbing penis penetrates walls), but the wholesome feels somewhat too forced. Hennenlotter tries a little too hard to demonstrate that he is still his old sick-in-the-head self or even that he has become even more perverted during his absence. The main storyline, appropriately described in the tagline as "one god-awful love story" is too thin and Hennenlotter doesn't succeed in holding the viewer's attention until the ending. The wannabe blackly comical jokes and situations often miss their effect and the script is actually at its funniest when reverting to blunt and tasteless images, like a POV shot from inside a vagina or the sight of a man wrestling with his own penis. "Bad Biology" is gory enough to satisfy trash-lovers, with some stupendously over-the-top and gratuitous make-up effects and crazy scenery. Even at barely 85 minutes of playtime, the film contains quite a lot of pointless padding footage, like a couple of teenagers discussing legendary porn star John Holmes in a snack bar and a couple of crack-addicted junkies arguing to each other. All the players were amateurs with zilch experience, so I guess the acting – albeit very bad – could even have been a lot worse. I'm glad Hennenlotter returned, and I enjoyed his bonkers film a lot more than I enjoyed the nowadays overload of remakes and stupid teen slashers, but regretfully his comeback isn't the trash-triumph it could have been.

At the center of Bad Biology is a girl who has not one but multiple pleasure centers. As a result she tells us she is a true nymphomaniac. She also has an accelerated metabolism which causes her to give birth minutes after getting pregnant. She just discards the little monsters. During the daytime she is a professional and edgy photographer.

We also learn about a guy who has a problem with his genitals. He injects steroids in them and as a result his organ now is a drug addict with a mind of its own.

These two were born to meet. And they do. But unfortunately for her, at that point, his organ has detached from his owner to look for girls, since he is too shy. But eventually the two will meet.

Bad Biology is among all the "extreme" movies indeed quite wild and extreme. It's also a very adolescent and fun movie. But it's a bit unpleasant at first. There is no shortage of story and script here, as plenty of actors engage in long monologues delivered as fast as possible. Sometimes you do get the impression that the lines are more rapped than spoken and indeed there were a lot of rappers involved in Bad Biology- starting with the writer/producer/actor. But it does get tiring when everybody is talking so much. For a movie about these sort of themes, there should have been a lot more nudity though. It's late in the movie when we finally get some nice nudity. Our two lead characters are likable but of course some of their actions make little sense. The effects are alright, but the look of the movie overall is a bit cheap. Bad Biology does win you over eventually with its enthusiasm and uncompromising outrageousness. It is radical and different but less serious, for fans of extreme movies in the vein of Dead Girl and A Serbian Film.

"Bad Biology" wasn't as interesting as I would have hoped. Henenlotter makes one-of-a-kind movies, some of which are certified cult classics, like "Basket Case" and "Brain Damage". You know you're going to see something different when you watch one of his movies.

"Bad Biology" does have an interesting concept. We have a young woman with a strangely overdeveloped reproductive system: she has at least seven clitorises, can orgasm just by crossing her legs, and is a nymphomaniac who gives birth within hours after having sex, and simply leaves her "freak babies" to die in trash cans.

She meets a young man whom she believes might finally be able to satisfy her: he has an enormous, insatiable penis he talks to, and is addicted to drugs he uses to keep it subdued.

The stage is set for what could have been a very interesting kind of love story between two "freaks". Instead, it takes too long for the characters to meet, and they never really have a relationship. The whole movie feels pedestrian; lazily shot and put together, the line readings mostly unnatural and the dialogue scenes poorly edited.

For some reason there area few refugees from the underground hip-hop scene involved in front and behind the camera: Vinnie Paz from Jedi Mind Tricks, Remedy from the Wu-Tang Clan, and R.A. the Rugged Man.

You know, I'm still trying to think of how to review this movie. It's disgusting as hell, and also about as sleazy as you can get, but that's exactly what Frank Henenlotter was shooting for, and he exceeds as always. We start with the story of a woman that has seven clits, and is constantly getting off, or looking to get off. And not only that, but after each time she gets it on with a guy, she has a mutant baby within two hours, which she just flat out discards. Now that should be enough, but nope, there is also a dude that has a huge penis that pretty much thinks for itself, and requires constant stimulation to keep the dude from going insane. So he has this jerking off machine which is a hoot, and also plenty of drugs from his fixer to keep him totally screwed up, which helps in handling his huge, and I mean HUGE monster penis. So here we have, a woman with a 24 hour a day sex drive, and a man with the male equivalent. Perfect match so you say?? Not so fast.... By the time they meet, the monster prick has taken off on its own, leaving the poor dude behind. Yep, a monster prick that goes around searching for women, and having not much of a problem finding them. So how does this all end? Well, that's why you watch the movie. Frank Henenlotter is definitely a unique filmmaker, with a few of the most amazing gore films ever made, and I love his work. This movie is a little different, because it was basically written by a rap artist, who is also the producer. The commentary explains all of that, because it's him and Frank doing the talking, and they seem to be having fun. Many of the roles in the film are also rap artists, and the music is pretty much all rap or close to it. It doesn't make much difference, because there are so many naked gorgeous women mostly with large breasts in this movie, that I didn't pay a lot of attention to the music. Some people might almost call this movie soft porn, and I doubt the filmmakers would disagree, but it does have a big Frank Henenlotter blood and gore element to it, and also all that strangeness we find in only his movies. For me, I like it, it's certainly a lot better than "Black Devil Doll", which I have still not reviewed. Those two movies are really not that similar, but they do both feature a lot of naked women with large breasts. Soooo, yes, you definitely need to have this one in your collection, if for no other reason, than it's a Frank Henenlotter film, and those are far and few between, which is sad to me, because it is definitely a one of a kind.

Whatever happened to Frank Henenlotter !!! ... He made 2 absolutely great cult movies ... Basket Case and Brain Dead are truly unique pieces of cult movie history ... I don't see any of that twisted humor and skewed vision in this awful mess ... It plays like a totally unfunny comedy sketch on some titty channel, stretched out into a feature length film, but with nothing to fill the extra time but more bare bossoms ... I have nothing against titties but quite frankly I found this practically unwatchable ... I sat through it in disbelief, expecting it to get better ... But it never did It is terrible to think that FH has lost his spirit ... And in fact I don't believe he has ... This is really a film mainly by his rapper mates, who put up the funding for it ... A sad fact ... But Frank, just make a film by yourself, cos this is a stinker The tag line reads A God Awful Love Story ... And that about sums it up

...and that's about all you need to know about the plot.

Dudes & dudettes, BAD BIOLOGY is about 100% pure Henenlotter. Almost a little like TEETH on drugs & steroids. If you're a fan of his previous movies (probably BRAIN DAMAGE in particular), then you won't be disappointed. People who aren't a fan, they shouldn't even think about trying to watch this. It's totally crazy, though it doesn't have much over-the-top humor in it like FRANKENHOOKER had (but it does have a few hilarious scenes). It's gross, outrageous, offensive and funny, with a much more "indie" feel to it than you'd expect from Henenlotter. Lots of nudity too, haha! And Gabriel Bartalos provided once again deliciously nasty special effects. BAD BIOLOGY had me thinking: Screw lame PG-13 stuff - because that's what I like to call it - like ONE EYED MONSTER; BAD BIOLOGY does all the things ONE EYED MONSTER didn't have the balls to do. You'll understand that when you see it.

There was a time, many moons ago, in particular after I had watched the first BASKET CASE (for the first time), when I thought Frank Henenlotter made bad movies. Well, I was wrong and he doesn't. He makes his *own* movies, and the only work he seems influenced by, is that of himself. And that's not to say the man repeats himself. No, it feels like with every movie he surpasses himself on at least some levels. And it's no different with BAD BIOLOGY. Also, this film has a weird way of telling its story. Especially during the first half hour, Charlee Danielson (who plays Jennifer with the seven clits) often addresses herself straight to the audience in a monologue to give background information about her character. But you'll get used to it and things do not become boring. Both Henenlotter with his warped mind and Bartalos with his crazy effects made sure of that.

If you watch it, make sure you listen to the lyrics of the rap-song featured on the end-credits. This film was mainly produced by a rapper (R.A., The Rugged Man), and his lyrics on that final song, are about the making of the movie. A lot of trivia stuff in there. I even learned Henenlotter was diagnosed with cancer, just prior to shooting the film. Also their lead actress bailed out, two weeks before shooting would commence. All the more kudos to actual leading lady Charlee Danielson (her part was the most demanding of all).

This 2008 sex horror from Frank Hennenlotter is billed as "A God-awful love story" and, to be fair, this is one of few things the filmmaker has got right. It resembles not so much a movie as it does a joke in which the punchline is too long coming. Way to long: 85 minutes in fact. The joke's preamble involves a woman born with too many clitorises (clitorii?) who, oversexed to the point of homicide, seeks satisfaction with a man possessing a giant, drug-addicted and self-aware penis.

At this point it would be understandable for a potential viewer to resolve to see this oddity of a film. After all, it can't possibly live up to this described level of weirdness, can it? And if so, surely it's worth a look? Well, yes and no – yes it is that weird, yet somehow it manages to eschew originality in any way, shape or form: dialogue is hackneyed, despite the subject matter; characters offer nothing new, other than their biological oddities; camera-work and direction remain bog-standard and bare-minimum.

This is a film completely unlike any other, but which fails to stand out whatsoever

For those of you who know who Frank Henenlotter is, I have no pity for you. Absolutely none. You walked into this movie, knowing it was going to be trashy, gory, full of twisted eroticism, and without any socially redeeming value. And, yet, here you are, shocked after having seen Bad Biology. All I can say is: shame on you. Shame on you for being offended. Shame on you for watching it. Shame on you for saying, "I liked Frankenhooker, but..." Come on! Give me a break. Frankenhooker wasn't some cinematic masterpiece. It was awesome for what it was, and that's all. If this movie pushed the boundaries too far, then I can't wait to see what you say when you watch Henenlotter's next movie, should we be blessed with another.

For those of you who don't know who Frank Henenlotter is, I'd probably caution you against watching this movie, unless you're already familiar with grindhouse/trash cinema, such as Lloyd Kaufman and John Waters. While I think some of the exaggerated (and somewhat melodramatic) reactions are funny, it's probably better to be safe than sorry, when it comes to such transgressive art. Rape, murder, and abortion are all played for laughs. Does that offend you? Good -- that means that you don't suffer from whatever mental illness makes the rest of us laugh. Go in peace, and know that you're normal, in at least this one area. Even if you're a social deviant who has no sacred cows, then I'd still suggest that you wait until watching some of Henenlotter's other movies before you watch this one, because it's a rather stark and offensive introduction. Frankenhooker, Brain Damage, and Basket Case would all be good starting points and would be much more gentle introductions to Henenlotter. If you like his style, then come back and try this movie. You might not like it, you might be offended, or maybe you'll think he was trying too hard, but at least you'll have been a bit more informed about the director's style and sick sense of humor.

Honestly, I didn't think it was all that offensive or transgressive, but that's probably because I'm desensitized. If you consider yourself a sensitive person (or a person of good taste and refinement), then this probably isn't a good movie to watch. Instead, I'd suggest something a bit more mainstream, like Waters' later work (Crybaby, Hairspray, Serial Mom, Pecker, etc). While still brilliant and subversive, these movies don't quite push social boundaries like Pink Flamingos or Bad Biology.

I'm just gonna write the very first spoken line of the movie: "I was born with 7 clits." Now if you feel offended or think this sounds like a really bad movie, than go ahead and try to find something else. But chances are, you are familiar with the directors work (Basket Case) and maybe even the writers work (another user here, "scarysoccermom" or something is his nick, writes that the writer is kinda famous too, and I'm believing him/her) ...

This is pure Trash and it does well know about it. From characters talking directly to the audience (therefor breaking the so-called "Fourth Wall"), up to the ludicrous plot and other dialogue, this is more than self-aware. This can also be hard to watch for some, I guess. But I kinda got infected by the fun the cast and crew seemingly had while making this movie. Don't watch it, thinking it's a horror movie though ... ;o)

Bad Biology is a weird one. The story itself is okay. It's perverse, imaginative and just plain screwy. But when put on film, it's a unfunny, kinda boring flick that felt like it tried too hard. There are some ideas that would be better to be put on paper format, and some on celluloid. Bad Biology would have been a great novella, but a 90 minute flick with bad unlikeable characters, mediocre writing with jokes that fall flat every which way, and ridiculous but still unfunny situations, the story all but fails. There's a lot of nudity, that's the plus side.

The story is supposed to be a "God Awful Love Story", but it's anything but. It's basically just two freaks who end up meeting one another, and there is zero love anywhere. Just that dumb chick speaking to the camera on how she's special, which I guess, is supposed to make us think she deserves love. The dude barely pays attention to her. I know it's supposed to be an awful love story, but there's zero love in it. It's a god awful sex story, that's for sure.

I had high hopes for Hennenlotter's latest because it did sound pretty good. If the movie had any chance of succeeding it would have been in the comedy department. A recent flick that's slightly horror/comedy like this that did a much better job was Teeth. Instead of revolving around the two freaks, they should have focused more on the freak babies. Eh, whatever. Besides the plethora of nudity it was also fun seeing Rude Jude from Jenny Jones.

Known for his own brand of body horror, usually involving forms of parasite and their symbiotic relationship with mostly male protagonists, Frank Henenlotter has not directed a feature film since 1992's Basket Case 3, a sequel to his excellent debut feature Basket Case (1982). Whilst his previous work focused on male stories of addictions and afflictions largely involving strange parasites, detached, mutated brothers, and one creating and manipulating using substance addiction, Bad Biology's focus is on a young woman, Jennifer (Charlee Danielson), who has a very unique affliction that she has learnt to control.

Jennifer has an incredible amount of clitoris's, and is overly sexual. Her biology is also accelerated which leads to her giving birth to malformed premature babies two hours after having sex. Her main goal in life is to feed this high sexuality, but psychologically she really wants love, but her deformities hold this back. This is until, of course, she stumbles on a reclusive man who suffers from an equally weird affliction, and a penis that has it's own consciousness.

It is typical Henenlotter, with the right amount of gross-out horror involving mutant cocks and gruesome, deaths. His brand of body horror (unlike David Cronenberg's style) has an abundance of spot on humour. Bad Biology is not his greatest film by a long shot, but it does pass by quickly, and is often very fun. OK, so the special effects are completely silly, and seems not to have progressed since his original Basket Case, but the stop-motion, detached phallus, eating though walls, is still repulsively amusing.

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This looks really cheap and like a student digital movie. The special effects look stupid. The sound is OK. There isn't much creativity here, it is quite slow. It reminded me of Shivers (1975) but nowhere near as good. There is little creativity in the filmmaking. All of Frank Henenlotter's feature films are awesome except this one. This one is really cheap and unimaginative. There are lots of hot naked women but that doesn't make a film. This film should go screw Monsturd (2003). Not very good with little hope of entertaining. A real disappointment.

What do you call a woman who has seven clitorides? How about a serial killer? Well, there are worse ways to go. Next there is the shy guy who is built like a horse and then some. Any points this film garners is purely for originality. Needless to say, the two of them meet, and then...well, after they meet briefly, and after she decides he is the man of her dreams - having seen the thing he keeps inside his trousers - this "thing" decides to detach itself from its owner and go hunting for...if you think that sounds off the planet, wait until you hear about her two hour pregnancies.

Originality aside, this is a film that was made in pure bad taste. Okay, if you like a bit of gratuitous nudity, you may find something of interest here, but anything else is purely for sick minds.

Just how can someone cook up movie like Bad Biology is a mystery to me.

Directed and written by Frank Henenlotter, of Basket Case 'fame', it is about a homicidal nymphomaniac and a boy with monster junkie penis. Yup, that's right. The basic promise is actually OK, sounds like a twisted horror comedy, right? Well, it is not.

It's easy to understand why no one sane or decent wouldn't want to take part in this demented toss, so what we get here is a bunch of talentless and uninteresting people trying to make a film.

Bottom line -

Awful acting, cheap looking, stupid and nasty, this is definitely one to avoid.

A touching tale of lust, love and mutant genitalia.

Very funny adult humor, stuck home during covid wife & I watched this she and I both enjoyed it.

The story is not there, but the small scenes are packed with humorous adult fun.

This is not for everyone ;)

I'm not familiar Frank Henenlotter's work. I haven't seen any other of his movies. I watched this one because of the positive comments I found on IMDb. But believe me - watching this movie is complete waste of time. The plot is terrible, the acting is terrible (especially by Charlee Danielson), the special effects are (guess what?) terrible, and the music is simply annoying. The music seems to be made on a cheap keyboard by a person that doesn't know how to make music. It could be a great movie, because the idea for it is good, but there are too many things in it that make it not worth watching. This movie is utterly bad and I don't understand why some people should find it so great.

As sure as rain falls from the skies, the perhaps self imposed exile of the ultimate auteur Frank Henenlotter was always going to be a joy to behold when he emerged from the wilderness with something new and just as off the wall as anything he had done before.

Sure enough Bad Biology races from the gates like a scalded cat and once it starts, it's grip upon your senses never ceases.

That being said, and it disappoints me to say this, but Bad Biology left me a little cold. Viewing the movie as nothing more than entertainment, I couldn't help but feel certain pangs of de-javu.

It seemed to me, that a number of elements from the director's previous movies found their way into his latest feature, the following might seem a little scatological, but please stay with me, in the junkyard, when Jennifer is presiding over her photo shoot, and she doesn't quite get the shot she requires, she proceeds to place a firm grip on Staff Sgt John Thorburn parts.

His following rant for me, found me recalling the bathroom scene in Brain Damage, when the bearded guy with the bald head starts his rant about everything in society.

The other scene that springs to mind is when Batz's appendage goes on it's sexual rampage, when his wayward private part is breathing heavily astride the shower curtain, this invariably had me recalling Belial's reawakening and attempted escape from the hospital when he was hanging from the side of the wall in Basket Case 2.

I truly am surprised that his brother Duane didn't put in a cameo here! I guess though, I should really quibble over such little things, such reminiscing with regards to such scenes should give rise to a smile rather than a frown.

Although the movie does have a scant running time, there is a lot fun to be had watching this movie, and that primary note of interest was the beguiling sight of Charlee Danielson essaying the role of the sexually hyper Jennifer.

Be she in her clothing or out, she was a major highlight, although if we were to talk about actual acting honours, these would have to go to Anthony Sneed as Batz, the young man with the excessively large horn! Personally I thought he looked like Gerard Way, The lead singer with My Chemical Romance, although this appears to be his first screen credit, he certainly held his own on screen(no pun intended).

In case I forget to mention, would any Frank Hennelotter movie be the same without a cameo from Beverley Bonner? Of course in this movie, she plays yet another disgruntled neighbour, sure she was a little older, but she still had that sparkle in her eye.

Another key factor in a Frank Henenlotter movie is the special effects, apart from the visual side of things from Al Magliocheti, you can always count on some really disturbing imagery from longtime cohort Gabe Bartalos, and as ever he leaves his mark.

It was also good to finally see what legendary writer/producer & director James Glikenhaus looked like as he cameoed in the movie as Jennifer's editor.

All in all, as I headed of to bed, the science of my sleep had me thinking, it had been way too long since this visionary director had made a movie, and now that it was out there, would we have to wait another number of years for his next twisted vision?

Hopefully not! and if that movie does materialise, can we have it without any rappers in it and characters grounded in reality speaking some decent dialogue but of course still in-keeping with the universe that is a Frank Henenlotter movie.

My rating is 4, this rating is compiled courtesy of Miss Danielson dropping her clothes in nearly every scene. Anthony Sneed being pretty decent on screen. Gabe Bartalos doing his usual funky special effects and of course a film co- written and directed by Frank Henenlotter.