Frankenstein's Castle of Freaks (aka Terror! El castello delle donne maledette) (1974)
Posted: January 26th, 2023, 8:23 pm
Frankenstein's Castle of Freaks (aka Terror! El castello delle donne maledette) (1974) - Tubi
w/ Rossano Brazzi, Michael Dunn, Edmund Purdom, Gordon Mitchell, Luciano Pigozzi (aka Alan Collins), Loren Ewing, Xiro Papas, Simonetta Vitelli (aka Simone Blondell), Salvatore Baccaro (aka Boris Lugosi (Gee, I wonder where they came up with that name?)) and Christiane Rücker (aka Christiane Royce). Written by Mark Smith, William Rose and Roberto Spano. And directed by Dick Randall (aka Robert H. Oliver).
Another movie that contains all the tropes one comes to expect from a Frankenstein movie. Mad scientist (Although in this case a Count Frankenstein rather than a Baron Frankenstein.). And his creation. And his laboratory. Within a castle. And with a dwarf as an assistant. And a hunchback as another assistant. And even another assistant named Igor (Who, surprising, is neither the dwarf nor the hunchback.). All of whom are grave robbers. And all of which leads to the inevitable villagers with pitchforks and torches.
But then there are cavemen. Yes, I wrote cavemen. Two to be exact. One of whom is killed off by those aforementioned villagers at the start of the movie. And whom winds up being brought back to life by Count Frankenstein. Which begs the question. If you are able to bring a complete body back to life, why are you wasting your time with grave robbery?
And then fairly quickly added to the mix is a bit of necrophilia (by the dwarf). And a bit of voyeurism. And some consensual sex. And some non-consensual sex (by the dwarf and the other caveman). And some skinny dipping. Basically a whole bunch of excuses to display bare breasts and bare butts.
Heck, even Count Frankenstein (Rossano Brazzi) appears to be more interested in having "some enchanted evening" with his daughter's friend (Christiane Rücker) than he is in his work. I don't recall Peter Cushing ever getting so distracted.
Basically, the title of this movie should have been Frankenstein's Castle of Getting Freaky.
All in all, a movie that didn't know whether it should be a horror movie or a soft porn movie. And missed the mark completely in both cases.
Bottom line? If you haven't seen this one, don't. And If you have, my condolences.
w/ Rossano Brazzi, Michael Dunn, Edmund Purdom, Gordon Mitchell, Luciano Pigozzi (aka Alan Collins), Loren Ewing, Xiro Papas, Simonetta Vitelli (aka Simone Blondell), Salvatore Baccaro (aka Boris Lugosi (Gee, I wonder where they came up with that name?)) and Christiane Rücker (aka Christiane Royce). Written by Mark Smith, William Rose and Roberto Spano. And directed by Dick Randall (aka Robert H. Oliver).
Another movie that contains all the tropes one comes to expect from a Frankenstein movie. Mad scientist (Although in this case a Count Frankenstein rather than a Baron Frankenstein.). And his creation. And his laboratory. Within a castle. And with a dwarf as an assistant. And a hunchback as another assistant. And even another assistant named Igor (Who, surprising, is neither the dwarf nor the hunchback.). All of whom are grave robbers. And all of which leads to the inevitable villagers with pitchforks and torches.
But then there are cavemen. Yes, I wrote cavemen. Two to be exact. One of whom is killed off by those aforementioned villagers at the start of the movie. And whom winds up being brought back to life by Count Frankenstein. Which begs the question. If you are able to bring a complete body back to life, why are you wasting your time with grave robbery?
And then fairly quickly added to the mix is a bit of necrophilia (by the dwarf). And a bit of voyeurism. And some consensual sex. And some non-consensual sex (by the dwarf and the other caveman). And some skinny dipping. Basically a whole bunch of excuses to display bare breasts and bare butts.
Heck, even Count Frankenstein (Rossano Brazzi) appears to be more interested in having "some enchanted evening" with his daughter's friend (Christiane Rücker) than he is in his work. I don't recall Peter Cushing ever getting so distracted.
Basically, the title of this movie should have been Frankenstein's Castle of Getting Freaky.
All in all, a movie that didn't know whether it should be a horror movie or a soft porn movie. And missed the mark completely in both cases.
Bottom line? If you haven't seen this one, don't. And If you have, my condolences.
