Frankenstein's Castle
of Freaks
Italy - U.S.A. / 1973
Directed by Dick Randall
Starring
Rossano Brazzi
Michael Dunn
Christiane Royce
Color / 90 Minutes / Not Rated
Format: DVD (R0 - NTSC)
Something Weird Video
Krista likes to take milk baths.
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The gals go skinny dipping.
Goliath, the Count's creation.
Mr. Dunn, you should be ashamed.
Freak fracas.
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This movie is a steaming pile of CRAP. Frankenstein's castle is full of feces, not freaks. That being said, if you get your kicks by watching a dwarf fondling a captive woman's naked breasts then this flick's for you. It's the most unsavory moment of the film — made even more sordid by the fact that the malignant midget Genz is played by Michael Dunn (The Wild Wild West's Dr. Loveless), a fine actor sadly debasing himself at the end of his career. Also in visible decline is washed up Italian leading man Rossano Brazzi (South Pacific), playing "Count" Frankenstein, who a decade later could still be found scraping the bottom of the schlock barrel (Final Justice with Joe Don Baker).
    Count Frankenstein's daughter Maria (Simone Blondell) returns to the castle of her widowed father, bringing along her friend Krista (Christiane Royce), a hot-looking blonde and 19th Century science student with a '70s hair style. It's not long before young Krista and the sixty-something Count are making goo goo eyes at each other. (Yes, it's revolting... the only true "horror" in the film!) Smitten, the Count shows off his latest experiment to her: he's reanimating the body of a pointy-headed Neanderthal man — one who was recently killed by frightened villagers. It seems that prehistoric cavemen wandering about this part of Europe was fairly common in the 1800s. The Count has dubbed his new creation Goliath. Krista is impressed with her new sugar daddy's lab research and wants to lend a hand. But Count Frankenstein isn't giving her all the details. Until recently he's been assisted by his servant Genz, a grave robbing dwarf whom the film suggests is into necrophilia. Genz gets careless one night, leaving a Munchkin-sized footprint at the scene of the latest corpse snatching. Frankenstein angrily banishes him from the castle for his clumsiness; Genz whimpers pathetically then swears revenge. Soon the local authorities are sniffing around the castle. The Count wards them off by explaining that Genz's employment had been recently terminated, his whereabouts unknown.
    Genz has found a new home very close to the castle, however, in a cavern that houses a hot mineral spring where Krista and Maria like to skinny-dip together. (Lucky him.) He also finds a new friend — Ook, another Neanderthal man who roams the countryside. Genz and Ook team up to kidnap, then rape and kill (or is it the other way 'round?), local farm girls. As the sleazy dwarf plots his revenge against Frankenstein, the Count's experiments on Goliath continue. The villagers get restless. Naturally, Goliath and Ook end up in a battle of the monsters (and quite an underwhelming one at that). Frankenstein gets his comeuppance. Genz, oddly, gets away. And you will have blown 90 minutes of your life.
    There are a couple of good howlers in this flick — the angry villager dressed in jeans and casual shirt is fun to spot, while Goliath's glued on papier-mβchι pinhead is fairly amusing.  But it doesn't contain enough nuggets of unintentional humor to rise above the gutter.
Frankenstein's Castle of Freaks is mainly just bargain basement trash. The only thing that could've helped would have been more skinny-dipping. Lots more.

Something Weird's DVD presents Frankenstein's Castle of Freaks fullframe, in Dolby mono. Included as bonus features are two black and white Frankenstein-themed burlesque numbers from the 1960s and — best of all — a gallery of exploitation/horror movie ads and posters set to an audio track of kitschy radio spots.
    When such extras are substantially better than the feature film itself... 4/15/01
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