Frankenstein Created Bikers

"An outlaw biker finds himself addicted to a diabolical substance and hunted by a grenade-tossing femme fatale, bounty hunters, law enforcement, a rival motorcycle gang, mutations and a topless stripper hit squad." - imdb

Written and Directed by James Bickert

Starring Laurence Harvey, Tristan Risk, Ellie Church, Jett Bryant, Madeline Brumby

Format:  film debut at Atlanta International Film Festival

Release: 2016

After hoofing it a few miles from our hotel, we finally arrived at the Plaza Theater about 830pm. A small group had begun to gather and we were told politely to wait outside until they were ready to line us up.  More and more folks began to appear.  So we waited until the time when we were lined up anxiously, tickets in hand.  The line soon spilled out of the theater into what appeared to go around the block.  It was finally time to be seated, and the show was sold out.  There was a kick ass intro by James Bickert and Tristan Risk. And then, suddenly, it was time...

I do enjoy a good exploitation flick. Hell, I love a great one.  FCB isn't good or great.  Its fucking killer.  Its a 2.5hr ride of unrelenting entertainment. A 35mm exploitation epic.  Its like the fucking The Hobbit of exploitation, minus the bad cgi and midgets.  Maybe there's a 4hr extended cut?  Shit, I hope so. Where do I even start with this one?  Well, have you seen DEAR GOD NO!? You should definitely start there, cuz FRANKENSTEIN CREATED BIKERS picks right up from where it leaves off.  We're still given enough recaps in a good way that if you haven't seen DGN, you can still enjoy the story told here while knowing what's going on and why.  

The film opens with a scene that feels so classic and sets the tone straight out the gate.  Its pretty much common knowledge that any movie which starts off with Ellie Church is doing something right.  She jumps in a van with some strangers and they head out to the lake. There we meet one of the film's more interesting characters early on when he shows up to spoil their fun.  Next thing you know, here come those damn Impalers.

FRANKENSTEIN CREATED BIKERS is a filthy, raunchy slab of sleaze that's guaranteed to please. It has all the warmth and comfort of a full porto-potty basking in the heat of a Georgia summer.  You know the kind - so nasty that you shut the door and shit on the ground right there in front of everybody just to avoid the pungent stench of its disgusting aroma.  **spoilers** Its got everything you need to enjoy a fun-filled evening at the cinema: drugs, bikers, booze, sex, decapitations, sasquatch, mad scientists, nazis, strippers, chainsaw dismemberment, occular penile recepticles, undead head, explosions, dead babies, blasphemy, and some incredibly uplifting dialogue. **end spoilers**

Let's chat about the dialogue for a moment.  There are so many scenes that are enhanced by the crazy shit the characters say.  The whole film is like this.  The damn sheriff steals the scene, though.  You'll know what I mean when you see it.  In a lot of these type of films, we all expect the bad dialogue and/or poor acting to invoke unintentional hilarity.  Such is certainly not the case here, because the lines are all delivered convincingly and with a zeal that proves they had as much fun making it as we have watching it.

So what about the acting then?  Everybody handles their roles well and its just fuckin' fun to watch these whackjobs all go about their business.  I gotta give it up to Tristan Risk, even though all her lines are up there, she really kills it with just two words when.... nope, you gotta watch it.  Laurence Harvey is definitely Austrian and not German, and this ain't no centipede by any means.  Ellie Church goes the distance and gives us a range of flavors: cute, sexy, damsel in distress, scream queen, victim, hysterical, gone to hell and back. Which reminds me, can't write this up without mentioning that shitnuts crazy lady with the baby that she runs into. That was one of the most uncomfortable moments of the film.  Not because of the outrageous actions of the character, but because of the effectiveness of Sarah Beth Moseley in her delivery.  Jett Bryant is our hero here, and he doesn't have a moment where he's not got his foot up somebody's ass or is a fixin' to.  I also enjoyed watching Nathan Hamilton do his thing, way to go, bro!

James did an outstanding job bringing this insane story to life on the screen in glorious 35mm.  He enlisted the help of a great cast, assistant director Jill Sixx, and some of the film's excellent effects were crafted by the master himself, Marcus Koch.  Everything looks great for your mind to absorb like a jizz-soaked shamwow at the nudie booth.  There is noticeable attention to detail in everything presented, and I look forward to the time when I am able to watch this again and again to find more dirt and grime in the slime of the cesspool this flagrantly filthy film fouly ferments freely in.  Its nasty, but you're in it, and you don't care.  Its like shitting in a warm bath, and just relaxing as some floaters drift by.  Live in the moment with reckless abandon, watch FRANKENSTEIN CREATED BIKERS.

It was a great experience to see this film on the big screen at its premier, with cast and crew there, in a theater full of fans.  I highly recommend you put this in your brain at your earliest convenience.  Its a fuckton of fun and damn fine entertainment for sick and twisted individuals.

5 out of fucking 5