Absolutely Brilliant!

Although it has its amusing moments, in eneral the plot does not convince.

The film makes a home in your brain and the only cure is to see it again.

Exactly the movie you think it is, but not the movie you want it to be.

Yes. I really did try to cut this imbecilic, z-grade slasher-trash/horror film some serious slack due to its low budget ($64,000) and the era that it came from (1972).But - Let me tell ya - If ever there was a crazed killer movie that deserved a minus-10 rating - Then - "The Gore Gore Girls" would definitely be it - 'Cause it was absolute rubbish.This film's story (that was aimed at a pure "white-trash" mentality) repeatedly encouraged the viewer to laugh out loud at women being brutally and sadistically murdered - And, it drove home the point that these women deserved exactly what was coming to them.Prior to "The Gore Gore Girls" - Filmmaker, H.G. Lewis had been directing films in this same narrow-minded genre for 10 years (with 30 films under his belt).And, yet - In all of that time Lewis' skills in his craft had not improved one bit since "Day One" with the word "amateur" and "inept" written all over "The Gore Gore Girls" from its boring start to its totally anti-climatic finish.... (*Note* - This film contains female nudity)

I'm a big Herschell Gordon Lewis fan, having seen most of his films at least a dozen times apiece. It pains me to say anything overtly negative about his work, but if you could point to a single film and say "this is where he screwed the pooch", undoubtedly it would be this one. The intent is clear enough: Lewis and screenwriter Alan J. Dachman were trying to make a horror comedy. But this mix of genres is always a dodgy proposition, requiring a delicate balance to be successful, and there's nothing delicate about "The Gore Gore Girls"; it's an ugly, squalid production from start to finish. (For once, HGL's low budget worked against him: the shooting locations--and the performers!--are too wretched-looking for any of this to be funny.) Worse yet, the zany energy that was such an integral part of Lewis's other movies is missing here. Even with all the nudity and graphic gore effects, this is a tired, halfhearted film, and the banter exchanged by private eye Frank Kress and strip club waitress Hedda Lubin falls embarrassingly flat. Yes, Henny Youngman also puts in an appearance, and it's not hard to understand why he later denied any involvement. Oh, well...everybody falters occasionally, and one clunker doesn't diminish the greatness of Herschell Gordon Lewis's body of work. Rest easy, sir.

Legendary splatter master Herschell Gordon Lewis takes violence just about as far as he can in the standout scenes of this typically insane film. The only problem is, the movie tends to be tedious in between all of its outrageous highlights. It's certainly sleazy enough: the story has a series of go go dancers being mutilated in unspeakable ways by a demented killer. Nancy Weston (Amy Farrell), a ditzy reporter for a newspaper, hires renowned private detective Abraham Gentry (Frank Kress) to determine who the murderer is. "The Gore Gore Girls" features all of the hallmarks of any HGL film. The acting is often atrocious; exceptions here are lead Kress, who actually plays his unflappable if somewhat smarmy hero with wit and style, and the famous stand up comedian Henny Youngman, who plays his strip club impresario with gusto. Unfortunately, Youngman often talks so fast and loud one can't make out all of his quips. Farrell certainly is easy on the eyes, and due to the story line one can expect a fair amount of skin bared. One can also expect an odd ball character or two, especially hostile weirdo Grout, who loves to sit at bars and smash & smush produce. The persistent soundtrack is likewise good for some amusement. Making the whole thing worthwhile is the great flair HGL brings to his gore scenes. They're so far over the top, and so protracted, that it feels as if what he's really doing is spoofing himself. There are throat slittings, head mutilation, boiling a face in oil, and the piece de resistance, the slicing off of nipples which results in a flow of milk from one breast and chocolate milk from another. If nothing else tells us just how much HGL's tongue is in his cheek here, that'll do it. Fans of the director, and vintage exploitation / horror should lap it right up, others need not watch. There's undeniable padding; even at 85 minutes, this goes on a bit longer than it really needs to. And the identity of the killer will come as no surprise, although I can't imagine how many people would watch this actually hoping for a good murder mystery. As utterly crazy, trashy entertainment goes, one could definitely do worse than this. Six out of 10.

Now, just what are you expecting from the director of The Wizard of Gore, Blood Feast, and Blood Feast 2: All U Can Eat. Herschell Gordon Lewis can certainly pile on the gore. There is so much gore that you quickly forget what that naked woman looked like before the killer got started.There is actually a story here. Abraham Gentry, played by Frank Kress in his only role, is hired by The Globe to investigate a stripper's death. He is accompanied by cub reporter Nancy, played by Amy Farrell, whose had a couple of TV roles, but only one other movie role, a stew on Airport 1975.The strippers are typical 70s. They wore pasties, didn't have a pole, and danced to cheesy music. The customers were typical for the time, too.Now, I was an Argento fan long before Juno discovered him, and I was a Lewis fan before Justin Bateman brought him to light in the same film. It's schlock, and the gore is not going to be to everyone's taste, but it is campy fun.