Excellent, Without a doubt!!

Absolutely Fantastic

There is, somehow, an interesting story here, as well as some good acting. There are also some good scenes

A great movie, one of the best of this year. There was a bit of confusion at one point in the plot, but nothing serious.

I thought Henenlotter finally made really good movie... Good atmosphere, nice pacing, instead of retarded special effects from previous movies he left some things to our imagination... Instead of showing us unconvincing monsters he made better effect by clever camera angles, cuts in all the right places, faces of characters when they see things we can not see and similar tricks. But no, he could not resist. Near the end he gave up on good directing and got back to retarded special effects, showing us the monster that is so stupid that spoils it all and lowers this movie on same level with Basket Case franchise. And than he buried the movie with incredibly lousy ending. If he endured to keep the movie on same level till the end it would be strong 7, and the top of the genre, but this way I can not go over 5/10 and even that is more for the idea than for it's realization.

What do you call a woman who has seven clitorides? How about a serial killer? Well, there are worse ways to go. Next there is the shy guy who is built like a horse and then some. Any points this film garners is purely for originality. Needless to say, the two of them meet, and then...well, after they meet briefly, and after she decides he is the man of her dreams - having seen the thing he keeps inside his trousers - this "thing" decides to detach itself from its owner and go hunting for...if you think that sounds off the planet, wait until you hear about her two hour pregnancies.Originality aside, this is a film that was made in pure bad taste. Okay, if you like a bit of gratuitous nudity, you may find something of interest here, but anything else is purely for sick minds.

Frank Henenlotter, the singularly nutty and deviant mad cinematic genius who blessed us with such choice cult oddities as "Basket Case," "Brain Damage," and "Frankenhooker," makes a triumphant no-holds-barred outrageously tasteless and sordid comeback after a regrettable eighteen year absence. Only Henenlotter could concoct the gloriously edgy and aberrant premise: Erotic photographer Jennifer (an admirably brave and fearless performance by gorgeous blonde Charlee Danielson) has seven clitorises and an insatiable need for constant sex. Charlee has countless one night stands and leaves her hideously malformed babies in her carnal cake. Anguished Batz (a likable portrayal by Anthony Sneed) has an even bigger problem; he's cursed with a monstrously massive penis with a nasty mind of its own that Batz tries to keep under control with substantial amounts of hard drugs. Naturally, the inevitable meeting of these two lonely and tormented freaks is anything but sweet and wholesome. Henenlotter's take-no-prisoners bent, berserk, and flat-out brazen sensibility ensures that this feature is loads of deliciously depraved fun: The plentiful tasty distaff nudity, a very kinky and filthy sexuality, several rough'n'raunchy (semi-pornographic) sex scenes, the hysterically profane dialogue (a conversation in a diner about legendary porn star John Holmes is positively sidesplitting), the over-the-top grisly splatter, the grotesque make-up f/x by Gabe Bartolas, the pervasively sleazy atmosphere, and the wickedly sick, yet still extremely funny sense of pitch-black humor combine together to create one of the single most bizarre and degenerate indie horror films to ever ooze its wonderfully warped way onto celluloid. Such moments as a hooker having an endless orgasm after Batz does just what you think with her and Batz's lethal phallus detaching itself from his body so it can embark on a wild raping spree are undeniably gross and disgusting, but still incredibly hilarious just the same. Kudos are also in order for Nick Deeg's polished cinematography (gotta love those funky penis and vagina point of view shots!), the quirky score by Prince Paul and Josh Glazer, and the priceless ending credits rap song about the troubled production history of the movie. Welcome back, Frank.

...and that's about all you need to know about the plot.Dudes & dudettes, BAD BIOLOGY is about 100% pure Henenlotter. Almost a little like TEETH on drugs & steroids. If you're a fan of his previous movies (probably BRAIN DAMAGE in particular), then you won't be disappointed. People who aren't a fan, they shouldn't even think about trying to watch this. It's totally crazy, though it doesn't have much over-the-top humor in it like FRANKENHOOKER had (but it does have a few hilarious scenes). It's gross, outrageous, offensive and funny, with a much more "indie" feel to it than you'd expect from Henenlotter. Lots of nudity too, haha! And Gabriel Bartalos provided once again deliciously nasty special effects. BAD BIOLOGY had me thinking: Screw lame PG-13 stuff - because that's what I like to call it - like ONE EYED MONSTER; BAD BIOLOGY does all the things ONE EYED MONSTER didn't have the balls to do. You'll understand that when you see it.There was a time, many moons ago, in particular after I had watched the first BASKET CASE (for the first time), when I thought Frank Henenlotter made bad movies. Well, I was wrong and he doesn't. He makes his *own* movies, and the only work he seems influenced by, is that of himself. And that's not to say the man repeats himself. No, it feels like with every movie he surpasses himself on at least some levels. And it's no different with BAD BIOLOGY. Also, this film has a weird way of telling its story. Especially during the first half hour, Charlee Danielson (who plays Jennifer with the seven clits) often addresses herself straight to the audience in a monologue to give background information about her character. But you'll get used to it and things do not become boring. Both Henenlotter with his warped mind and Bartalos with his crazy effects made sure of that.If you watch it, make sure you listen to the lyrics of the rap-song featured on the end-credits. This film was mainly produced by a rapper (R.A., The Rugged Man), and his lyrics on that final song, are about the making of the movie. A lot of trivia stuff in there. I even learned Henenlotter was diagnosed with cancer, just prior to shooting the film. Also their lead actress bailed out, two weeks before shooting would commence. All the more kudos to actual leading lady Charlee Danielson (her part was the most demanding of all).