Remarkable re-creation of a 1960s Roger Corman production -- slapdash editing, fancy lighting, funny actors, crude gags, crude pretensions, pretty scenery, period caricatures, ooky blood, motiveless screaming bitch, and Eddie Izzard slipping into Dick Miller's sandals -- but finally fatally lost by throwing the tragically-obsessed part away on a stiff who spends the whole picture wondering where he mislaid his accent. If only Vincent Price wasn't under exclusive contract to The Simpsons, they really could've had something....
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