 1982. Directed by Frank Henenlotter. Kevin Van Hentenryck. This zero budget Times Square exploitation quickie is so drenched in the ambience of sleaze and moral collapse of its setting that it accidentally transforms itself into something approaching art. This completely whacked-out story finds its main character carrying his freakish separated siamese twin around New York in a basket, from which he emerges from time to time to bump off anyone who threatens the brothers' relationship (sort of a perverse anticipation of Cronenberg's Dead Ringers, if you will). Our hero inevitably falls in love with someone and sends his twin ballistic. This is a whole lot more fun to watch than it ought to be. One of those rubies in the shitheap that makes watching grade-Z exploitation movies the adventure that it is. About the author: Seen too many movies to name...send all hate mail to cbenedict@socket.net. You may read another review, submit your own, or return home. |
