The world is in turmoil, anarchy rules and the population are divided into two gene pools, that of the remaining survivors of atomic fallout and the new race in which evolved from the atomic bombs; amphibians; part human, part frog.
This low budget double-entendre has Sam Hell (Roddy Piper, 1954-2015) as super-stud imprisoned by the ruling female government and sent on a mission, chained from the groin, to rescue and impregnate the fertile young ladies held captive by the mutant frog king dong.
It's an erotic breed of road trip across the sterile wastelands of desolation with the exotic C.O. Spangle (Sandahl Bergman) and lustful guard Centinella (Cec Verrell) who just want to jump on Hell's bones. You show me yours if I'll show you mine.
There are slight, very slight indications, and an unintentional nod to Hell Comes To Frogtown via the parallel universe that is "Mad Max: Fury Road" (2015), maybe this is all coincidental, as they say in film blurb disclaimers, the slight similarities are a little too recognizable to see "Fury Road" judged on its own merits. A road once before travelled, perhaps?
The nineteen eighties spawned a generation of, now classic, movies that may now appear antiquated, but they have most certainly gained faith through time, films such as "Killer Klowns from Outer Space" (Stephen Chiodo, 1988), "Class of Nuke' Em High" (Richard W. Haines, Lloyd Kaufman, 1986), "Demons" (Lamberto Bava, 1985), "Street Trash" (Jim Muro, 1987), "Brain Damage" (Frank Henenlotter, 1988) and "The Toxic Avenger (Michael Herz, Lloyd Kaufman, 1986) and Hell Comes To Frogtown is of no exception; all are siblings in their own highly individual merit and part of a large and respected happy family.
Hell Comes To Frogtown is funny, its quirky, its cheesy and it is a real scream. Notwithstanding its low budget demeanour, it works and fits well into this genre and is very much worth a peep if this makes your compass point north.
It's an erotic breed of road trip across the sterile wastelands of desolation with the exotic C.O. Spangle (Sandahl Bergman) and lustful guard Centinella (Cec Verrell) who just want to jump on Hell's bones. You show me yours if I'll show you mine.
There are slight, very slight indications, and an unintentional nod to Hell Comes To Frogtown via the parallel universe that is "Mad Max: Fury Road" (2015), maybe this is all coincidental, as they say in film blurb disclaimers, the slight similarities are a little too recognizable to see "Fury Road" judged on its own merits. A road once before travelled, perhaps?
The nineteen eighties spawned a generation of, now classic, movies that may now appear antiquated, but they have most certainly gained faith through time, films such as "Killer Klowns from Outer Space" (Stephen Chiodo, 1988), "Class of Nuke' Em High" (Richard W. Haines, Lloyd Kaufman, 1986), "Demons" (Lamberto Bava, 1985), "Street Trash" (Jim Muro, 1987), "Brain Damage" (Frank Henenlotter, 1988) and "The Toxic Avenger (Michael Herz, Lloyd Kaufman, 1986) and Hell Comes To Frogtown is of no exception; all are siblings in their own highly individual merit and part of a large and respected happy family.
Hell Comes To Frogtown is funny, its quirky, its cheesy and it is a real scream. Notwithstanding its low budget demeanour, it works and fits well into this genre and is very much worth a peep if this makes your compass point north.