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WARNING: CONTAINS SPOILERS I saw this film a little under a year ago. It's a preposterous retelling of the Frankenstein story. In this film a Dr. Shwartz produces his "Shwartz Serum", a drug which helps patients bodies accept organ transplants. Enter our hero, Karl Schein (whose name apparently means "handsome" or "pretty" in german, or so my girlfriend tells me). Schein's sister was in a car wreck and needs an organ transplant. Without a suitable donor, Schein turns to Dr. Shwartz. Unfortunately, the evil Dr. Frankenstein steals the serum through a secret door, and Shwartz cannot produce more! Yes, incredibly, Shwartz has no way of reproducing his bottle of serum...apparently he didn't take notes. Anyways, Shcein, a reporter, begins to investigate this and a series of deaths that involve organ stealing. Frankenstein has created a monster, named "Mosaic" after his being made of many different body parts. Frankenstein uses this serum to keep the organs in Mosaic from "exploding"! Basically, what follows is a series of sadistic rape/murders committed by Mosaic...apparently he has a random appetite for this sort of thing. Anyways, eventually the whole "Shwartz Serum/Dr. Frankenstein" connection is figured out and good ole' Mosaic is a hunted man. The police's answer for dealing with Mosaic: wait for his organs to be rejected by his body when the serum's effect wears off. Our hero, Karl, uses the effective strategy of pushing Mosaic and running away; eventually the monster justs blows up when his organs reject! I don't know which is sadder: a monster who can't kill the wimpy Karl, or the fact that the hero and the police's solution is to wait the monster out!. Highlights of this film include a random, stock footage race track sequence; the heroine's incessant "Karl! Karl!"; Dr. Frankenstein's 1890's look in a movie set in 1972; and a ridculous "Mosaic goes to a prostitute" sequence in which the heavily stitched up Mosaic hires a prostitute, who demands extra due to his appearance, seems willing to ignore it. Mosaic is instructed to leave the room to get undressed, at which point he returns. The prostitute *still* doesn't mind his appearance until he approaches the bed; then she suddenly decides to resist. Mosaic then promptly kills her. This film is ridiculous, and the murders are pretty mysoginistic; if you can get past that, the plot, dialogue, production values and FX are incredibly funny.

When Mary Shelley wrote "Frankenstein" in 1818, she could never have imagined that it would inspire this Italian-made cinematic sleazefest. If gratuitous gore and smarmy sex are your forte, this film has plenty of both (often at the same time).

Despite the title, there is nothing futuristic about "Frankenstein '80." Rather, it is the story of Dr. Otto Frankenstein (Gordon Mitchell), a hospital lab tech. He innocuously does his job during the day, but at night he works to perfect Mosaico (Greek wrestler Xiro Papas), a lumbering monstrosity that he made out of discarded body parts. The film offers no explanation as to Otto's motives. I guess we're supposed to think, "Hey, his name is Frankenstein. What else would he do in his off-hours?"

Alas for Otto, he has created the horniest Frankenstein monster of all time. On more than one occasion, Mosaico brutally murders a young lady and then has his way with her battered, bloodied corpse. This arouses (pardon the expression) the attention of the local police, led by one Inspector Schneider (Renato Romano). Long story short, Mosaico chokes Otto to death and goes on a killing spree until his brain does or something or other that destroys him after 48 hours. Frankly, I was more interested in checking Facebook than in watching this dogsh*t movie.

Mosaico looks just like what he is: a Greek wrestler with flesh- colored clay and fake stitches all over his face and body. In a scene where he beats a homeless man to death in an automobile graveyard (with what looks like a transmission), I said out loud, "Please don't let him hump the dead guy!" Mercifully, he didn't.

Also worth noting is the laughable dubbing job, especially of Otto and Schneider. Otto sounds like he's doing a bad impersonation of Inspector Clouseau, while Schneider's voice suggests a grown-up Eric Catman. All that's missing is the "goddammit."

In the '70s, Europe (and Italy in particular) produced a number of films that eroticized the Frankenstein legend. As this is the only one I've seen, I can't say where it falls on the spectrum. I can, however, state that "Frankenstein '80" will *not* motivate me to seek out any more of these movies. Yecch!

Warning: This contains a SPOILER. I had the serious misfortune to see this movie as an unsuspecting movie goer way back in the 70's. I can't believe I actually spent money to see this film. The title including the name Frankenstein is very misleading. The real monster is whoever envisioned and made this film. If necrophilia is your thing then this movie will be right up your alley to the morgue. Disgusting, perverted, with bad acting thrown in for fun. This movie (I use this term lightly) is definitely a DO NOT SEE.

Stop me if you've heard this one but a butt ugly giant walks into a German Butcher Shop,grunts and randomly points around. The buxom proprietress immediately figures out he needs a nice piece of liver and waltzes off to the meat locker to cut him off a generous slice. Quicker than you can say "Forgive me,Boris Karloff" the hulking brute picks up a large soup bone and bludgeons her to death. A euphemism for sex shamelessly comes to mind. Did I mention he uses a "Bone"? Later on I suppose the creature feels less vigorous because simply steals money from Doctor Frankenstein's lab coat and hires him self a prostitute! This time he has sex with her before he does her in.

If any of this appeals to you than you deserve everything you get in Frankenstein 80 and you'll probably enjoy it though it won't make you a better person.

Lensed in 1972 during the peak of the Euro-Trash craze and not futuristic at all, this is a ridiculously nonsensical exercise in Exploitation and on that level it succeeds in every way possible.

It moves rather fast and serves up gobs of gore and female nudity within a plot that will have you rolling with laughter or slack jawed in disbelief.

Former muscle Beach resident Gordon Mitchell stars as the bewildered Dr. who isn't so much evil as he is a bumbler who gets so over his head that he has to kill to cover up his critters mistakes. Mitchell made a fortune relocating to Italy in the 60's starring in dozens of Sword and Sandal pics and later Spaghetti Westerns. Here he remains clothed and doesn't act a lot but he does have a wonderful steely gaze.

If you've ever sat through gems like Bloody Pit Of Horror,Scream Of The Demon Lover or Asylum Erotica you know what to expect.

It ain't good but as far as sleaze goes it's fairly enjoyable

Dr. Otto Frankenstein works in his lab all day and to the normal daytime world, he seems like an ordinary doctor. But at night, he works on perfecting his own form of life, Mosiac, putting together this inhuman human from several dead bodies. Then, once completed, Mosiac repays him by killing him and we still have an hour left.

Directed by Mario Mancini (who was the cinematographer for Frankenstein's Castle of Freaks and The Girl in Room 2A), this is a film featuring real surgical footage, nonsensical dialogue and a total lack of plot. Suffice to say I loved it.

Mosiac spends the rest of the movie replacing his constantly failing organs, which means that he must murder and murder and murder some more. Have you ever wondered, "What if someone used a giant leg bone to kill someone?" this would be the movie that answers your inquest.

Also, in whatever nameless city in some unknown country that this is supposed to be set in, possibly Germany, the women in the night have no issues with a gigantic monster in a leather outfit picking them up with merely a few grunts. No money discussion - he kills them way before they tell him how much a half and half costs.

This movie was inspired by Italian horror, sex and gore comics, like Oltretomba. If you're offended by the blood and guts and books of this film, consider this a stern warning: avoid these comics at all costs. They take it even further. And then further. And then some.

There's a new blu ray of this that's been released - the film is in public domain - that finally fixes the rough prints that are out there right now. It's nearly impossible to find, but that doesn't mean I'm going to stop looking. For all the foibles of this film, it has a certain something.

I don't know what I'm more appalled by - this nitwit concoction of horror porn or the idea that there are more than a dozen reviews of it already here by the time I write this. Actually, that might be a blessing in disguise for me, because now I won't have to get into what this monstrosity of a trash flick was all about. Except to add that the Frankenstein in question at one point received a testicle transplant to round out his assortment of body parts. Oh yeah, you didn't think I missed that one, did you? Nor did I miss the part about Dr. Schwartz's inability to reproduce the magical blue serum he invented that would prevent organ rejection following his transplant procedures. No Nobel Prize for this genius, he forgot to keep notes.

This one's part of a twelve disc, fifty movie set of 'Pure Terror' films just put out by Mill Creek Entertainment that you can probably pick up at your local Wal-Mart or Sam's Club if you hurry. "Frankenstein 80" sounded like a pretty good choice to be my first pick but I know better now. Actually, this one tries to be so gruesome it's just laughably bad, and I did bust up more than once. A lot of it is subliminal, like when the monster attacks the butcher shop lady in the meat locker, and somehow she's suddenly down to her underwear as the freak clubs her with a giant soup bone. One's supposed to deduce I guess, that he just boned her before he gets around to doing the real thing. Boy, I can't believe writing these reviews has come to this.

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.

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.

I would say Mario Mancini does a good job.

A _giallo, Italian specialty, is a mysterious murders thriller, it needs a mysterious cereal killer, and also nice girls (sexy broads in danger, who are undressed only to be slashed) and some nudity, extreme violence, slashing, plus that unmistakable score to induce fright; in Mario Mancini's movie, the hideous creature indulges in a bit of gentle necrophilia (see the beautiful butcher lady, played by Mme Gallotti, whose tits the monster fondles; the prostitute, played by Mme Traversi, who approaches the monster; the stripped girl). Unlike in the _giallos, the identity of the murderer is found out by the viewer rather early in FRANKENSTEIN '80.

The _giallos are usually topographic and labyrinthine; the plot follows a police (--or a private--) investigation. A special anti—lymphocytes serum has been stolen, a woman was strangled, another one—beaten to death, undressed and caressed, a whore raped and strangled, a stripper is murdered. The characters have German names, one reads a German paper.

Doctor Frankenstein is a former surgeon, now working as a pathologist. He 'uses his knowledge in medicine to create a monster'. Sonia, his niece, sleeps naked under a very vaporous nightdress. Hers is one of the five _nudities to be seen in FRANKESNTEIN '80 (Mss Gallotti and Traversi, 'Sonia', the stripper, the lady in the car).

Mario Mancini focuses on the sexual urges of the monster. He also increases the nudity as the movie goes on.

On the site where it's available for free download, FRANKENSTEIN '80 has been deemed a horror/ Sci—Fi; in fact, it's straight _giallo.

A typically incomprehensible Italian sleaze epic, made on a shoestring budget and squarely aimed at the exploitation market with its offerings of graphic gore and copious female nudity. Although it's not consistently entertaining enough to be considered a so-bad-it's-good delight, FRANKENSTEIN '80 does contain its fair share of delirious delights which stop it from becoming totally unwatchable. These include a cheesy script full of overly serious dialogue; amusingly bad acting from Xiro Papas as the monster, Mosaic; overblown scenes of action; and some bad-taste moments in which the creature goes around raping prostitutes and innocent girls. The film's highlight has to be the moment in which Mosaic breaks into an abattoir and beats a girl to death with a bone (!) before stripping her corpse and having his wicked way with her - it's that kind of movie.

The strung-together plot sees the Frankenstein tale updated to the "then" slightly futuristic setting of 1980 where Dr. Otto Frankenstein continues his medical experiments. The first thing to notice is that the good doctor is played by peplum legend Gordon Mitchell, bizarrely decked out in Victorian attire whilst everyone else wears bad '70s gear! Mitchell can always be relied upon to deliver a solid performance and his appearance here is no exception, although sadly his character does get bumped off about halfway through the film, leaving the monster to go on a low-budget rampage of terror through the countryside with nobody to hold him back.

The story goes that bearded scientist Professor Schwarz has developed a serum which can help to bond organs into new bodies (an idea later used in the horror smash hit RE-ANIMATOR). Just as dashing hero Karl Schein is about to have the serum used on his sister, undergoing a heart transplant, Frankenstein steals it and his sister dies, leaving Schein understandably peeved and embarking on a personal investigation to find his sister's murderer.

The leading role of Schein is played by the omnipotent John Richardson, who gained fame with his appearance in ONE MILLION YEARS B.C. before appearing in all kinds of trashy Italian horror films (mainly gialli) in the '70s. Aside from his silly haircut, there's little memorable about his performance here and he doesn't actually achieve much despite his investigations. The film also includes a police investigation into the murders which is lethargic ever, but at least it is presided over by the short-tempered Inspector Schneider, who gets some great ranting when one of his officers spells his name wrong in his report!

Many scenes in the film involve Mosaic going around and offing a series of young, attractive women, with the rape angle added on to give the film an even sleazier atmosphere. There are also the standard "operating room" procedures in which the camera is held as close as possible to some sloppy organs and blood-covered hands. The string of murders that the monster commits are slapdash and brutal and almost always involve bright red blood being smeared over a clean white wall to emphasise the carnage. As for Mosaic, his physical inspiration seems to be the creature played by Freddie Jones in Hammer's FRANKENSTEIN MUST BE DESTROYED, and the actor playing him is the bushy-eyebrowed Xiro Papas, a specialist in such areas - he would later play another sexual sadist in THE BEAST IN HEAT.

Don't expect any characterisation of the monster; he's simply a rampaging brute, a creature of destruction with murder in mind. The over-the-top ending, in which Mosaic's organs fail in an unforgettable display of fake blood and bad acting, is the stuff B-movie fan's dreams are made of. In most respects this is a poorly-made movie but that just adds to the charm; FRANKENSTEIN movies don't get any cheaper, gorier or sleazier than this brain-addled Italo entry.