The editing was a bit all over the place, the special effects were pretty bad even for 1972, the copious red herrings were slightly annoying, and that cover- what is going on with that horrible cover?
Despite all that I still had a good time with this one, especially that unintentionally funny ending.
In 1917, a doctor by the name of John Romulus Brinkley performed an experimental surgery transplanting goat testicles into an impotent man in order to cure him of his ailment. To the man’s surprise, nine months later he was a father, and word quickly spread of J. R. Brinkley’s miracle scrotal surgery, bringing him fame and fortune.
In Penny Lane’s latest documentary, Nuts!, now premiering at the Sundance Film Festival’s U.S. Documentary Competition, she explores the peculiar and undeniably fascinating…
One of the most infuriatingly frustrating films I've seen this year. The premise is genuinely creepy (and gross) but the actions of the entire cast are completely illogical and ridiculous.
If your vagina is gushing blood and maggots, your eyes are bleeding, your fingernails are falling off, and your hair is coming out in clumps you'd probably go to the hospital right? Apparently not if you're a self-centered twenty-something. In that case, you go to work, then try to win…