Monday, August 5, 2013

Jason versus Frankenstein's Army

It's not very often that a movie comes along and totally rings my bell, but Frankenstein's Army is one of them. Wanna know why? Read on, constant reader!

Toward the end of World War II, Russian soldiers pushing into eastern Germany stumble across a secret Nazi lab, one that has unearthed and begun experimenting with the journal of one Dr. Victor Frankenstein.

I have but one complaint with this movie, and that's that it's yet another entry in the found-footage genre. But it has a traditional score etc. Why? What's the point? The film would have been better served as a straight-up narrative, in my opinion. End of short rant.

Everything else about this flick is bad to the ass. In fact, there's an entire sequence where I was glued to the screen, my jaw wide open, shocked and awed at what I was watching. This is an old-school monster movie, with multiple monsters the likes of which I've only seen in nightmares. And they do terrible things to people over and over again.

I love that shit!

Director/idea man Richard Raaphorst does everything practically. Frankenstein's Army are all guys in suits; the coolest, freakiest suits I've ever seen in any movie. Propellers for heads. Crab-like claws. Razorblades for arms and legs. Pure genius. 

The gore is delivered in-camera. There's no CGI to be found anywhere. It's all groovy too.

Just FYI: the last 30 minutes of this movie are a waking nightmare. Everything leading up to it is edge-of-your-seat awesome. The final act is an endurance test of insanity. 

Frankenstein's Army isn't for mainstream audiences, but if you love Basement cinema, you're in for a treat. A Good. See it!

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