Scrubbing down the Puke Stations at an Octoberfest would be a MORE enjoyable experience!

'You always treated me like a monster. Now you're going to be one.' Oliver Frankenstein isn't one for logic, or taking no for an answer but he is one for slipping the girls who rebuff his advances monster juice and being generally a creep. 'The female brain is conditioned to a man's world therefore it takes orders while the others wouldn't.' Which is, I'm assuming, why she refused to be intimidated back into the car and demanded to be taken home so you had to kill her and cut out her brain. And also why Mr. Rich Science's niece keeps slapping you rather than getting on your penis. But like I said, the whole logic thing. Victor would be so ashamed. At least there is a bongo drum backyard barbecue and two wholly unnecessary musical numbers, otherwise this movie...sorry, no I can't, it's garbage. The terrible music is the entire one star value.

I have been watching a lot of B-movies lately, and I can report with some authority that there is a fairly clear line between B-movies with no redeeming qualities and B-movies that are a fun ride. Frankenstein's Daughter is a fun ride.

It's bad, yes. There's very little plot, and the "science" behind everything is laughable. The creature makeup is pretty terrible, and, as other reviewers have noted, the makeup artist created a male monster instead of the female monster called for by the story. Oops!

And yet the film works on some level. It's not boring and it moves briskly enough between scenes, the actors are capable and take their roles seriously, the black and white cinematography is pretty well done, and the music (though generic) suits the mood of the movie just fine.

This one rates a solid 4/5 on the rainy-Saturday-afternoon rating scale.

Cashing in on the teenage monster craze, this one is so cheap it never had a chance.

Dr F is sewing up teenage bodies with the help of his creepy gardner. The Frankenstein mask is dire, as are the production values in general.

One of a handful of films with Harold Lloyd jr, a tragic figure.

Barely able to tell a story, this isn't worth a watch.

Film #645 of 2020.

I would of probably given this 5 stars if Oliver Frank... aka Oliver Frankenstein wasn’t such a pig. Say shit like, “the femal brain is conditioned to taking orders”. 

Bitching pool party though. Great monster action, but Oliver is such a piece of shit Slimeball it all sorta sat there.... 

I hope Oliver was made to be piece shit, so people could see how evil dudes like him are.... but honestly after watching the 4 Cunha monster mashes I doubt that’s what happpened. I think he is a male piece shit because male pieces of shit were something men and boys at that time could relate to, and that is yuck.

Glad his face got melted right the fuck off.

Three stars for the pool party!

Cashing in on the teenage monster craze, this one is so cheap it never had a chance.

Dr F is sewing up teenage bodies with the help of his creepy gardner. The Frankenstein mask is dire, as are the production values in general.

One of a handful of films with Harold Lloyd jr, a tragic figure.

Barely able to tell a story, this isn't worth a watch.

Film #645 of 2020.

Typical Richard Cunha/Astor Pictures silliness, FRANKENSTEIN'S DAUGHTER is amusingly daft, from it's decidedly non-feminine monster to the endless bickering between scientists Felix Locher and Donald Murphy. It really should have been called "Frankenstein's Grandson."

Yeah...uh...wow. Where's Arch Hall Jr. when you need him? This has way more ultra-square 'Rock & Roll' than I expected. It probably should have been set at the beach. It's really not good. Bad costumes, bad acting, weirdly convoluted script... I kinda liked the actor playing the villain, though. He's hammy, but in a good way.
Was this not done on "Mystery Science Theater 3000"? That seems like a weird oversight.

De esas que jamás se debieron filmar.

Aided by Rifftrax’s Bridget Nelson & Mary Jo Pehl, who made it a four-star experience.

The monster is burned alive and then we hard cut to our two teenage protagonists laughing after they push a guy into a pool with the very simple yet effective title card: “The End”. Yep, it’s awful. But charming in its inept awfulness.

Cheap makeup effects doesn’t mean no fun!

John Ashley’s first leading role in a horror movie. It’s rough but fun. You can tell what it’s about just from the title...Frankenstein’s grandson decides to recreate his experiments. The cool thing is he makes two monsters. One basically turns a girl into a freak by giving her fruit punch with chemicals in it, and the other is a reanimated person made from a feat man’s body joined with a dead woman’s head. 

So the story was good and the effects looked cool, and John Ashley did a good job. Most of the rest of the acting was pretty poor though and the directing was also noticibly bad at some points. Overall fun but not great.

And I Only Am Escaped To Tell Thee...

Rifftrax rating : ***

This was the first feature length Rifftrax Presents with Mary Jo Pehl and Bridget Nelson for me and the missus and it’s a doozy. 
“Is my lipstick okay? I did it without a mirror.”
“It’s a Cossack whose had dental surgery!”

Goofy and weird in all the best ways that they only ever did with these 50s monster movies.

Dr.Frankenstein is like the human embodiment of a red flag in this. Also why the hell is Harold Lloyd's (one of my performers) son in this giving one of the worst performances I've ever seen. This movie makes me think the past might have been a different planet.

A more accurate title would be Frankenstein's Grandson is a Creeper!