Scientist Professor Schwarz (decently played by Robert Fizz) creates a serum that allows bodies to accept transplanted organs without the threat of rejection. However, said serum gets stolen by the nefarious Dr. Otto Frankenstein (a perfectly deranged Gordon Mitchell), who uses it for a patchwork man (hulking Xiro Papas in grotesque make-up) he's made out of assorted body parts. Naturally, the ugly creature escapes from the lab and embarks on a murderous spree. Director Mario Manchini, who also co-wrote the crassly pandering script with Ferdinando De Leone, goes whole hog on the disgusting graphic gore and leering distaff nudity. John Richardson makes for a likable hero as dogged reporter Karl Schem, the lovely Dalila Di Lazzaro provides some charm as the fetching Sonia, and Renato Romano is an absolute hammy hoot as the cranky no-nonsense Inspector Schneider. Sure, this flick is unmitigated sleazoid crud, but it's impossible to dislike a movie that not only features a fetching female butcher being beaten to death with a large bone and the monster doing just what you think with a hooker prior to killing her, but also tosses in a stripper performing a sexy routine on stage for trashy good measure. A satisfying sliver of blithely sordid schlock.
Review of Frankenstein '80
