Brilliant scientist Edward Brake (woodenly played by Wellington Meffert) creates a new super computer with the amazing ability to alter the negative personalities of bad and disobedient people. Unfortunately, Brake's evil assistant Julie (a deliciously awful portrayal by Debbie Laster) decides to use his invention for nefarious purposes by turning a gaggle of horny and decadent young nymphets into lethal murderous mutants.Man, does this delectably dreadful doozy possess all the right wrong stuff to rate highly as a four-star stinkeroonie: The hopelessly flat all-thumbs (mis)direction by Henri Sala, primitive computer graphics, several silly touches (what's with that goofy puppet George?), the nonsensical script by George Faget-Bernard, lousy acting from a seriously lame no-name cast (with the notable exceptions of both Dale Midkiff and Andrea Thompson), tacky gore, copious female nudity, plodding pace, sleazy soft-core sex, the singularly screwball story, and that gloriously ghastly theme song all ensure that this steaming hunk of celluloid junk registers well as a terrifically trashy'n'terrible gut-buster from start to finish. An absolute cruddy riot.

As an individual with an interest in B-movies, a person who has watched The Star Wars Holiday Special and The Room more than 10 times each, I must say that this movie is the longest, most trying experience I have ever had. Characters are hardly fleshed out & the plot rolls along excruciatingly slowly (not to mention the fact that half of the plot is typical romance fodder.)This creates a certain sensation I feel while watching this movie, a sensation that, hilariously, I can actually deem an effective explanation for.See, if you're like me, you don't really mind how "bad" a movie is; you're merely looking for something that will keep you intrigued/amused, whether it's "good" or "bad." I love The Star Wars Holiday Special; there are multiple moments where the 'So bad it's good / What the hell were they thinking??' aesthetic applies wonderfully. I'd compare it, and perhaps other B-movies, to, say, a musical act like GG Allin; so totally over-the-top and obnoxious that you simply cannot look away.This bandwidth being established, watching this movie from start to finish without the aid of alcohol is similar in nature to listening to Metallica's collaboration with Lou Reed, "Lulu." This movie is like "Lulu" in several ways: It's way, way too long given its content, it's set up absolutely terribly, there are very few moments where you are driven to care about what you're experiencing on any level, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.This isn't to say that you're going to be experiencing some decent-to- great (I wouldn't even call it excellent, honestly) unintentional humor, you're just gonna have to go through a long, painful experience to get any of it, and if you actually care about the story, then trust me, you're gonna have to go through an even longer painful experience.In conclusion, If you're like me, even after reading this review, you're gonna be grabbing this movie to see how terrible it truly is. I hope that, as a person who loves the Star Wars Holiday Special, I've effectively explained the level of 'awful' you're putting yourself up against. If, even then, you're still going to be watching this film, then I commend you for your bravery, and beg you to prepare yourself with the only advice I can offer you; Alcohol may help (I wasn't fortunate enough to have any laying around at the time of my viewing.)This movie is the only one that's ever caused me to literally stop the movie, look at the clock, and state out loud, "How far am I into this piece of ****?"

WTF?!?! I mean, seriously, what the fµ@k?! Who on earth concocted this script and went out and made this film? They must have had more than a couple of screws loose. So, we have a mansion in which a professor is working on some magical super-computer that can produce evil silver pinballs which can cause behavioral modifications on test subjects - a rottweiler in this case - but when amped up to a level of I-don't-know-what they can turn humans into demented & deformed, possessed beings as well as just plain kill them (like have them explode, for instance). That's about the best I can do in an attempt to describe the premise of this wretched film. So, the professor's evil mistress comes up with a plan to do some more testing - naturally, on humans this time - and invites three good-looking bimbos to the mansion. Some horny dudes are along for the ride as well, eventually. So, evil mistress goes nuts with the machine, producing one magical pinball after another to possess the bimbos & dudes. There's tons of nudity & sex and some gore thrown in for good measurement. There's an inexplicable sequence - many, in fact - where the daughter of the professor is playing a racing game on her computer that magically possesses a real car in the real world. There's even a possessed tooth brush. And this thing stars Dale Midkiff in an early role. And with all this, you haven't seen the half of it yet. Inept & illogical on all levels, I tell you. Everyone involved with this production must have thought the same thing, like pretty much "What the hell, let's just make this insane rubbish as we go along". Pinballs, man, possessed pinballs! Just when you thought you've seen it all...

Sniffing girl's panties kills a guy...and a stupid freaky puppet says a lot of stupid freaky things......My eyes could not leave the screen, my finger could not leave the Fast Forward button....I had to rewatch this spectacle to see if I had really experienced what I thought...I did.....God help us all!