This mondo documentary is memorable for two things: the repeated use of Them's garage punk classic 'I Can Only Give You Everything', and the ridiculously misshapen globe used to represent spots around the world supposedly being visited by the filmmakers' cameras. Whoever made the globe had next to no idea what the continents really look like - South America is reduced to what looks like a big blob of vomit - and yet director Lee Frost keeps returning to it on every possible occasion. Far from the worst mondo film, Mondo Bizarro is supposedly narrated by 'Claude Emmand', who sounds suspiciously like someone trying to imitate George Sanders, who of course had narrated three genre films earlier in the 1960s. Good fun as long as you completely suspend belief.
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Bunch of unsbstantiated lies
burgif17 March 2021
At first I thought some of the event might be real until I reached the slavery in Lebanon, Arabs did not wear those garments since the 1600 and there is a mixture between the dresses of moroccans, Saudies and other arab clans so in another word this movie (even uses the term mockumantary) is a far from the truth
MY JAM!
BandSAboutMovies5 June 2020
Warning: Spoilers
"To the worm in the cheese, the cheese is the universe. To the maggot in the cadaver, the cadaver is infinity. And to you, what is your world? How do you know what is beyond the Beyond? Most of us don't even know what is behind the Beyond."
Mondo Bizarro blew my mind and it hadn't even started yet.
Much like all of the Lee Frost and Bob Cresse mondos, this is a mix of both documentary and faked footage. Sure, that one way glass in a changing room is fake, but hey, Frederick's of Hollywood is real, even if it shows up in so many mondo films that I lose track of which one is which.
This one also has a man sticking nails in his skin and eating glass, the hippies of Los Angeles, Germans watching a Nazi play (Cresse must have been, umm, Cresse-ing his jeans, seeing as how he played a German officer in Love Camp 7 with such aufregung.
The duo also used a high-powered lens to capture what they describe as a Lebanese white-slavery auction. Never mind that it's obviously Bronson Canyon, the setting for everything from Night of the Blood Beast to Equinox, Octaman and, most famously, the entrance to the Batcave in the 1960's TV show.
Make no bones about it. This is junk. But it's entertaining junk.
Mondo Bizarro blew my mind and it hadn't even started yet.
Much like all of the Lee Frost and Bob Cresse mondos, this is a mix of both documentary and faked footage. Sure, that one way glass in a changing room is fake, but hey, Frederick's of Hollywood is real, even if it shows up in so many mondo films that I lose track of which one is which.
This one also has a man sticking nails in his skin and eating glass, the hippies of Los Angeles, Germans watching a Nazi play (Cresse must have been, umm, Cresse-ing his jeans, seeing as how he played a German officer in Love Camp 7 with such aufregung.
The duo also used a high-powered lens to capture what they describe as a Lebanese white-slavery auction. Never mind that it's obviously Bronson Canyon, the setting for everything from Night of the Blood Beast to Equinox, Octaman and, most famously, the entrance to the Batcave in the 1960's TV show.
Make no bones about it. This is junk. But it's entertaining junk.
Hilariously bogus mondo crock doc
Woodyanders22 January 2018
Warning: Spoilers
This clearly faked mondo shock documentary purports to reveal various seamy and shocking practices that were reportedly filmed with hidden cameras. Director Lee Frost and producer Bob Cresse naturally use the premise as an excuse to show oodles of gratuitous female nudity and play up the more lurid aspects of said premise to the pleasing ninth degree.
Among the sordid sights to be savored herein are a visit to Frederick's of Hollywood, male hustlers selling their bodies on a street corner, a secret nocturnal voodoo ceremony in the Bahamas, a guy named Jack Schwartz who lies on a bed of nails and jams unsterilized needles in his body without bleeding, a smoking hot topless go-go dancing model posing for swingin' artist Vito, a sleazy foray to a Japanese massage parlor, a sadistic play about Nazis performed in front of an enraptured audience in Germany, and, best of all, a highly suspect Arab slave auction that was staged in Bronson Canyon with Cresse playing one of the Arabs selling naked women from the back of a flatbed truck. Narrator Claude Emmand does a deliciously overripe third-rate Boris Karloff imitation. The soundtrack of insanely groovy garage rock songs hits the right-on spot. A real hokey hoot.
Among the sordid sights to be savored herein are a visit to Frederick's of Hollywood, male hustlers selling their bodies on a street corner, a secret nocturnal voodoo ceremony in the Bahamas, a guy named Jack Schwartz who lies on a bed of nails and jams unsterilized needles in his body without bleeding, a smoking hot topless go-go dancing model posing for swingin' artist Vito, a sleazy foray to a Japanese massage parlor, a sadistic play about Nazis performed in front of an enraptured audience in Germany, and, best of all, a highly suspect Arab slave auction that was staged in Bronson Canyon with Cresse playing one of the Arabs selling naked women from the back of a flatbed truck. Narrator Claude Emmand does a deliciously overripe third-rate Boris Karloff imitation. The soundtrack of insanely groovy garage rock songs hits the right-on spot. A real hokey hoot.
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