Overrated

Dreadfully Boring

I wanted to like it more than I actually did... But much of the humor totally escaped me and I walked out only mildly impressed.

The film may be flawed, but its message is not.

A word. What is the pervert? Sex freak, deranged degenerate, disturbed diabolical psychotic subversive embracer of things both erotic and erratic.If you have no interest in seeing Mary Carey and other large-chested ladies naked, this film is probably not for you. Personally, I do not find Carey attractive and am not really into voluptuous women. Nude women, sure, but just not of this body type.I liked the meat sculptures. I wish they played a bigger role, but it just was not meant to be.Is this film the successor to Russ Meyer? At least one reviewer thinks so, but I say that either gives this film too much credit or is just downright insulting to Meyer. I would say the sensibility is closer to the films of John Waters, but even that is giving this film an undeserved comparison.The movie is very cheesy, but has a few humorous moments. For some reason, Netflix lists this as a horror film. I would call that a bit of a stretch. I mean, yeah, there is blood and murder, but not until the second half. (I guess you cannot be a half-horror film, though.)

There were all types of sexploitation films, and they had many different underlying themes and aims. Russ Meyer's aim seemed to be to glorify the female as a fully voluptuous, fully powerful, and fully remarkable creature. The female to Meyer is "more" than the male. The sheer joy he takes in her physicality proves this, plus her mythic strength and power over the male. This movie, PERVERT, is exactly the opposite. The women are completely subordinate to the men. Their sexuality is seen from the outside, and has no real power. The women are viciously slaughtered. Even the gooniest, most degenerate, oldest, or stupidest males are stronger and smarter than the females. This is cheap sex comedy a hundred times removed from adult sexual issues. The attitude towards the women is like that of teen males who hate women because the sexiest women aren't available to them, and because a woman's sexuality is totally abstract to them. It's actually quite Victorian in that sense. It's full of a type of fear and curiosity of the female that emerges in times of great repression. SPOILER ALERT: Worse still, the "killer" that is terrorizing the females (the detached penis of the protagonist), is never related psychologically to its owner, so that an opportunity for discussing male violence or a split between the civilized and savage parts of male desire, is missed. Indeed, the claymation penis is the only character that is given a personality. It has rage, humility, bashfulness, shame, makes cutesy faces, etc. This is all of course a cheap joke. Especially as this killer penis rapes women, destroys their insides, and comes out through their mouths, behaving like a knife, eviscerating them and making them explode with blood, then scuttles across the desert like a cowboy hero out for revenge. Ha ha. Other jokes draw on racism, homophobia, ageism, etc. As an attempt to make fun of redneck values it doesn't work, as the film doesn't offer an alternate point of view, so it seems to condone the values it's sending up. Therefore, as satire it fails miserably. The filmmakers seem to revel in the bad values, almost nostalgic for them, and to be making this film as a way of re-entrenching them through humor. As a female, I find as much humor in this travesty as a black person might find in a comic send-up of a KKK lynching, all of course from the point of view of the racists. Humor is always based on the audience sharing values with the jokes being made, and so all of the people loving this film might want to take a look at themselves and why they think it's funny.

I lost some serious IQ points watching this. the acting was bad. the plot was non existent. Yes, it had a quirky '70s porn feel to it, and was, as I said, quirky. I guess if you are drunk or high on some heavy drugs, it might have some redeeming value, but overall, oh my god! I love bad movies, but this one...as the subject line says, OUCH! I watched this because it was reference in a similar film, "One Eyed Monster, but have to agree with the poster there, that was a far superior film, and that is not saying much. OK, the claymation penis was humorous, but that was about the only thing this movie had going for it, other than an abundance of gratuitous boob shoots.

Well, all I can say is, WOW! From the opening montage of gigantic bare breastesses in various forms of gyration, I had a feeling that this was going to be something different from anything released in the last couple of decades, and boy was I right. The plot is secondary, but I'll surmise as best as I can. We start off with James (Sean Andrews) traveling across the country to spend the summer with his dad, Hezekiah (Darrell Sandeen). On the way we discover that James has a glove compartment full of porno mags and gags. Seems ol' Jimbo has troubles bagging the babes. When James arrives at Hezekiah's modest little ranch, he is introduced to his dad's buxom bombshell, Cheryl (Mary Carey). Well, after a humorous dinner scene involving Cheryl and some corn on the cob, James begins pining for Cheryl, who pretty much is in various stages of disrobing throughout. James finally hits it off with Cheryl, and then they start having sex right under Hezekiah's nose, usually while the old bugger is sleeping. In the meantime, Hezekiah shows James his "studio", which is a small shack devoted to Hezekiah's art, which consists of women made from 'beef jerky', although the beef looks nothing like any steak I've seen. So now Hezekiah finally catches Cheryl and James doing the nasty, flips out, and then later that night can be heard slapping Cherly around in the bedroom. The next day, Cheryl is gone, Hezekiah is acting strange, and James begins to suspect something is going on with his dad.Well, enough plot, let's get to the goods, and man is there a wealth on display here. I'll try to do this Joe Bob Briggs style, as this HAS to be a movie he would just thoroughly enjoy. We have boobs; a dog using a rubber vagina as a chew toy; boobs; snake on a stick; boobs and butt; bee stings to the face; decapitation; boobs; girl dressed in coyote furs showing some goods; boobs; a child punted against a wall; farting in face; butts; lesbianism; a gay redneck gangsta (I couldn't even make that up); more boobs; shotgun wound to the chest; boobs; and last not but least, a claymation penis. Well, and more boobs.The women on display here are a classic throwback to the Meyers girls of the late 60's and early 70's, that is to say, gigantic breasts and none have them have missed lunch hour for a couple of years, that's for sure. Not to say they are fat, per se, just "healthy", or "full figured". Overall there are some laugh out loud moments in this one, although some of the jokes fall very flat (the only thing that's flat in this movie, I can tell ya). The acting is anywhere from good (Andrews and Sandeen) to abysmal (Carey, but she wasn't hired for her acting chops). If you are looking for a titillating little doozy to have a smoke and some drinks with, I highly recommend "Pervert!", as this has everything you could want in a movie, and then some. If you are a fan of Russ Meyer films you will love this. If not, stay as far away as possible. And if you've never seen a Russ Meyer flick, after watching this movie you may be piqued to see some. I give credit to Jonathon Yudis for truly giving us the type of movie that has been missing for decades, but has modernized it to reach to most of today's audience.Final score: 7/10.