Frankenstein's Daughter - The Original Schlock Classic

 (58)1 h 25 min195813+
It was shot in 6 days for $65,000! You get 2 monsters for the price of 1; Sandra Knight transformed into a hideous creature & the title monster played by Harry Wilson; The director, after seeing the make-up for the title monster, was so disappointed he left the set in tears. The makeup man was not told the creature was supposed to be female. All he could do at the last minute was apply lipstick!
Directors
Richard E. Cunha
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John AshleySandra KnightDonald Murphy
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Science FictionComedyHorror
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English [CC]
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English
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Sally ToddHarold Lloyd Jr.
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Piano Man Larry. HuntReviewed in the United States on April 10, 2020
5.0 out of 5 stars
ONE OF THEE GREATEST motion pictures ever made!!!!
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In a class by itself. So bad it's good and so good it's bad. TRULY AMAZING. Mere words cannot describe it's depth. Life changing. It's a horror movie and accidentally a comedy. I love it, and have for 55 years, but I would never tell anyone that I know that I love it. They would think that I'm completely insane. Just watch it. And listen to it. You will not want to watch and listen to the entire movie, but you will not be able to turn it off, as it's mesmerizing and Magical beyond belief. A low budget schlock masterpiece from 1958 USA.
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Captain HollywoodReviewed in the United States on January 3, 2017
5.0 out of 5 stars
Have a tasty fruit punch with Frankenstein's Daughter
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Sensational motion picture! Excellent cinematography! Ominous makeup! Terrifying plotline. This monster is really scary looking too and "she" doesn't simply open doors, she smashes them to bits to get out of a room. John Ashley kind of holds this nutty flick together with his laid back, natural performance as teen stud. And you've got to hang with Harold Lloyd Jr. doing his best with the vocals for a bone-wrenchingly embarassing "teen rock and roll" number. Great heinous B movie camp horror of the finestkind. Captain Hollywood gives this baby a tip top high five across the board. A film that crosses that magical line of being so totally lame, it becomes cool and indispensable motion picture viewing. Nice babeage too, for the 50s.
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R. Geno CentofantiReviewed in the United States on November 25, 2018
4.0 out of 5 stars
Come for the terrible acting... stay for the BONE-CHILLING JAM SESSION !!!
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It was like two different people directed this on the other guy's day off !
WOW..... I was embarrassed for all the actors
( The line : " Dont you recognize her ? SUZIE LAWLESS ! " )
That line was worse than any line in "Plan 9 from Outer Space".
My brain almost exploded.
It was the 'Teen Jam Party" that made me HAVE TO review .

I got cringed out so bad with cold chills
that I almost had to put a coat on.
It was THAT GOOD !
This made my Amazon Prime
worth it all.....
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tmpReviewed in the United States on March 18, 2003
5.0 out of 5 stars
Tell 'em old Frankie is back!
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Back in the days when drive-ins still brought in the crowds, you could still make movies for about a buck and a half and have them distributed. Out of that came performers like Jack Nicholson and Dennis Hopper.
Suffice it to say, there ain't nothing like them in here.
Frankenstein's Daughter is a very guilty pleasure. Clearly made for the price of dinner for four at Sizzler, this demented flick throws everything it can think of at you- not one, but two monsters, bathing-suit clad teens bopping to the song "stylings" of Page Cavanaugh and his trio, and Harold Lloyd, Jr (who is noted as the liner notes as being a masochist. I heard the boy sing. I am here to tell you, that boy is a sadist.) The idea is that Mr. Frank (enstein, get it?), the infamous doctor's grandson, has weasled his way, lock, stock, and Igor into a plum gig as the assistant for Dr. Morton, who keeps a convenient lab in his west LA home, complete with stadium sized wine cellar and loads of arcing electrical equipment. (The good doc, may not notice all of the bodies being wheeled around behind his back, but won't he notice the Edison bill?) Mr. Frank, you see, is determined to keep up with Grandad's work- he's going to make his own monster, if he can just find a head for it. While he has his version of Igor scuttling about accident sites looking for one, Mr. Frank whiles away the hours by alternately trying to seduce and turing into a monster his employers comely neice. Though the doctor comes across as fey as Liberace, he tries jumping both the niece AND the nieces busty blonde friend. Mr. Frank isn't a guy to take no for an answer- when the niece slaps him, he gives her drugged "fruit punch" turning her into a blue faced unibrowed monster, and when busty rejects him, he mows her down with his car! Making the best of things, he decides to use busty's head to complete his monster, who promptly runs amuk causing much (cheaply done) havok. The Mr. Frank decides the monster can be used to destroy those who oppose him, leading to another one of those "Johnnie, my uncle's been killed by the mad scientist who tried to kill me and killed my best friend who's now a murderous monster and the policemen guarding the house are all missing and the door to the lab is ajar so let's go investigate" Which lets Mr. Frank (now happily calling himself Frankenstein) get to actally say the line "you meddling kids" Which means that he is immediately dispached with a face full of acid- thrown accidentally, of course, so that the monster can mourn his passing (talk about co-dependant!) by catching herself on fire. Which paves the way for another pool party where they can cook more scarily huge kebabs and have a reprise of "Daddy Bird" (aieee!)
These down-at-heel shockers are incredibly fun- innocent, schlocky and hammy, they beat hands-down most of the calculated sceamfests foisted on the screen today. Buy this one right now.
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Matthew PattonReviewed in the United States on January 18, 2005
4.0 out of 5 stars
"On the credit side, she's now an Olympic weight-lifter."
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So, just who is FRANKENSTEIN'S DAUGHTER? Is she the young lady with the uni-brow and the terminal gingivitis who's terrifying a two-block area in Los Angles by running about in her nighties and bikinis? Nah, she's just Frankenstein's Boss' Niece, and her semi-lycanthropic jaunts are a plot point that gets thrown away about 15 minutes into the movie as casually as a used kleenex.

Which allows us to move on the the main event, a creature that Frankenstein's grandson Oliver has been stitching together in his boss' wine cellar (that boss, an elderly scientist with a vaguely Mittel-European accent, is a bit of a loon himself), a creature with the body of a sumo wrestler, the head of the heroine's best friend (run down by Frankenstein in his car, sort of accidentally on purpose), and the heart and soul of every quiet young man who never caused the neighbors any trouble and is later discovered to have the dismembered bodies of 15 missing hitchikers buried in his basement . . .

Needless to say, a number of people get killed, although never the right ones. Still left standing at the end are the heroine, her pointless boyfriend, and worst of all, Harold Lloyd, Jr, who somebody thought could act and sing. They were very wrong.

The final results don't make a single bit of sense, but are entertaining nonetheless, mostly because of the Frankenstein of the title, Donald Murphy, a stage and television veteran and enthusiastic ham. He makes a spectacle of himself, but that means you can ignore the rest of the cast, who either wander through with complete indifference, or are so painfully unfit for public exposure that their very presence on the set of this film is an insult to the movie-going public (yes, Harold, that means YOU).
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Byron KollnReviewed in the United States on November 25, 2007
3.0 out of 5 stars
"You meddling kids!"
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Yet another branch on the Frankenstein family tree, FRANKENSTEIN'S DAUGHTER (produced by Astor Movie Corp. in 1958), is one of the nuttier entries in the unofficial franchise series.

Dr. Oliver Frank (Donald Murphy) keeps his real surname of Frankenstein under wraps, so he can make bizarre secret experiments on his boss' niece Trudy (Sandra Knight). Thanks to a "fruit punch" mixture, Trudy transforms into a hideous monster with a unibrow and a face like cold porridge. Dr. Frankenstein later murders Trudy's best friend Suzie (Sally Todd) and grafts her head onto the body of another mis-shapen monster creation, dressed in a trendy black leather jumpsuit.

FRANKENSTEIN'S DAUGHTER, a long-time favourite for monster fans, has all the key ingrediants for a classic cult movie: the eccentric doctor with blood ties to the real Frankenstein, an easily-spooked ingenue, a dimwit police force, and a brawny hero who saves the day.

The current DVD from Goodtimes features a decent, watchable print. The sound is muffled but easily followed. A great price, too. (Single-sided, single-layer disc).
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Patrick W. CrabtreeReviewed in the United States on May 18, 2009
1.0 out of 5 stars
Possibly the worst horror film ever produced!
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[[ASIN:6305760403 Plan 9 from Outer Space]] was an Oscar-winning performance compared to this dread of Hollywood. Actually, I'm a gigantic fan of "Plan 9" but I could find nothing whatever here to whet my usual fancy for almost all of the older black-and-white horror films.

From the opening credits, (which was reminiscent of some minor reprobate holding a cheesily scribed piece of poster board because it sort of "moves around"), I sensed that this one wasn't going to make my Hit Parade. Then in the very first scene, the viewer is hilariously treated to a gal (who was ugly enough prior to make-up) who's wearing a pair of those paraffin buck teeth that we use to buy at the candy store back in the 50s for a nickel, punctuated with the furry eyebrows of mouse-hair rivaling those of Martin Scorcese on a bad hair day.

The devastating uppercut came with a performance by Page Cavanaugh and His Trio, which the director clearly viewed as a big plus for his film. I'm inclined to not share his enthusiasm for that threesome of un-renowned musical geeks.

I realize that this is "troubled youth in the '50s Drive-in" fare, and the movie should be viewed tongue-in-cheek... but an aardvark doesn't have enough tongue for this one. Of course it features bad acting, a moronic script, marginal camera work, and all the rest. But that's not why I especially hated it.

Here's what you will not find in this film: no crumbling European castles, no creepy organ music, no great sizzling electronic gewgaws, and so on. In other words, this one departs heavily from all the other Frankenstein films, (except maybe for [[ASIN:B000E991RU Frankenstein Meets the Space Monster]], yet another deplorable movie experience.)

The only redeeming purpose I could think of for this film was if you were going to get together with a bunch of guys (noxious enemies?) on a Saturday afternoon and throw a "smashed on Mad Dog 20-20 bad film party." For that specific application, this one is certain to shine as a feature. I thought I had spotted a big name at first in the credits but upon re-reviewing them, I found that it was Harold Lloyd, Jr. and not (I'm assuming here) his renowned daddy. Had Harold Lloyd done this one, he'd have been about 66 years old (the venerable old actor didn't give up the ghost until '71!) and he still would have doubly outshone anyone found in this clunker.

While I typically award 4- and 5- stars to the many older horror films which I've reviewed, I felt compelled to alert all my fellow fans of the genre to the un-superbness of this dubious waste of 85 minutes plus however much you might have paid for the DVD.

Spare yourself.
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MajorHavoc54Reviewed in the United States on June 7, 2007
4.0 out of 5 stars
If this is his daughter, He needs to empty the Gene Pool.
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It's a 60's movie, it's made as well as it couyld have been made for the time, it fares much better them some of the other Frankenstein knockoffs that have been made with the likes of Jesse James or others.

It's NOT oscar material, nor is it terrible, it's just an entertaining movie to me, it takes me back to the CHILLER THEATER days where I first saw it.

Check it out, you really can't go wrong for 10 bucks.
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