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Summary: "We still need two hands and a right leg."
Comment: This drive-in classic comes to us via the Samuel Z. Arkoff and James H. Nicholson film factory at American International. To drop another name, schlock film master Herman Cohen is the producer. Whit Bissell is Frankenstein, a descendant of the original mad doctor. After giving a controversial series of lectures on his radical theories, Frankenstein retreats to absolute isolation, and works on his experiment. Yep, you guessed it. He is sewing together body parts in his lab. Phyllis Coates, sometime Lois Lane, plays Dr. Frankenstein's love interest. When she demands too much of his attention, down the chute she goes into the jaws of the alligator. Instead of the usual vat of bubbling acid, this mad doctor has an alligator pond deep under his house. He uses this handy device to get rid of extra body parts and other scraps. A car accident produces a deformed teenager that serves as the focal point of Dr. Frank's dark science. At one point, the kid with the monstrous face leaves the lab and roams the neighborhood. He commits the obligatory murder of the blond in the negligee, and returns home hanging his deformed head. After more surgery, he gets Gary Conway's face. Not his head, mind you, just his grafted on face. Some viewers may recall Conway as Gene Barry's young sidekick in the "Burke's Law" TV series. One of the all time great moments in B horror flicks occurs when Dr. Frankenstein says, "Speak! You've got a civil tongue in your head. I know you have because I sewed it back myself." Unintentionally hilarious in places, this film takes itself too seriously. It will please die-hard fans of old, schlock horror flicks. Although not a sequel, it is a companion piece to the legendary "I Was a Teenage Werewolf." Sensible viewers beware. ;-)
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Summary: Sure why not??
Comment: When you start to run out of ideas for the popular 'Frankenstein' character, put yet another twist on it. In his lab/office another mad docor brings yet another corpse to life, this time a teenage male. For those who discovers his grissly secrets, or for his failed attempts, he has a catch all solution. A dumb-waiter door on his wall falls into an alligator pit. Witnesses and body parts fly down there quicker than you can say 'Boris Karloff'. The doc keeps his creation in a filing cabinet. When he opens the drawer he sits up. Pretty high tech huh? He doesn't even lock it. That's when the witnesses get there first glimpse. Scares the hell out of those secretaries, that's for sure.
Too bad this didn't start a whole new series......
a. I was a Teenage Frankenstein's Prom Date
b. I was an unemployed Teenage Frankenstein
c. Teenage Frankenstein goes to boot camp
d. Teenage Frankenstein's Girlfriend
c. Teenage Frankenstein gets acne.
It could have gone on... and on... and on...
