A blast!

When his fiancee's head is severed in an automobile accident, a young doctor manages to keep it alive whilst he searches for a replacement body. But he decides to go for an upgrade! Cue lengthy sequence of said doctor cruising local strip-joints and photographic modelling studios, and driving around town, eyeing up any 'talent' he happens to see walking along. Obviously, only the best will do. Two things leap out about this sequence; 1) it crams in all the T&A they thought they could get away with; and 2) the doc's sleazy, lip-biting facial expressions as he sizes up prospective 'donors' are absolutely toe-curling! Meanwhile... his fiancee's disembodied head is getting increasingly bitter about the whole thing ('Just let me die!'), and from her seemingly helpless position begins to plot her revenge.

There's a fair a bit of blood and gore, a lot of screentime devoted to the female form (including a shoehorned-in catfight between two strippers), a monster kept locked in a cell, and a plot that's completely bonkers. It's seriously stupid fun. There are good performances from Jason Evers as the doctor, and especially from Virginia Leith as the unlucky fiancee, who really makes you feel for her as her mind unravels (impressive, given that most of her performance is as a head on a tray). But at the end of the day this is all about the hilarious absurdity. And there's plenty of that.

7.5/10


Incidentally, apparently this film was in the public domain in the United States from the day of its release, due to a flawed copyright notice! I'll bet someone's head rolled for that! No?... Sorry.