If you are in the mood for gore, guts and gloom, then this badly dubbed Italian horror film will be your cup of blood. But for those looking for anything remotely intelligent and even moderately comparable to the Mary Shelley classic will find this absurd. You can throw in any type of medical jargon you want in a script like this to come off with the facade of sounding intelligent. It's predictable from the start with a man-made creature going after women and brutally going after their insides like a kid would grab at a slab of cake. Not just morbid, but also disgusting and thoughtless, this represents the major reason why the films like this end up on cheapo labels and end up in DVD bargain bins. I'll take Karloff, Chaney or even Lugosi any day over this rubbish.
Review of Frankenstein '80
