While the whimsically weird, Low-Fi Sci-fi, artificially fabricated farce 'How to Make a Doll' by the venerable Gorefather Herschell Gordon Lewis is, perhaps, not one of Florida's foremost fear-makers most talked about feature films for good reason, since it is, quite frankly, undeniably silly, and yet, that being said, the microbudget maestro's quick-buck crowd teaser remains a scintillatingly strange, fitfully funny, goofy cosmic-age comedy about how the amorous frustrations of an uncommonly square brain-box professor are mechanically alleviated by the Promethean capabilities of a crazy computerized glamour girl-making, leviathan-sized gizmo! This bizarrely burbling, wickedly warbling, room-sized, babe-making, jumped-up typewriter magically manifests a perfectly perky, plastically permissive Playboy Pet for this terminally loveless simp to sordidly satiate his long latent lusts! His rampant, albeit clumsy ardour actively encouraged by this robotically randy, switched-on, super-swinging, sympathetically synthetic strumpet! Put simply, this is the charmingly well-thumbed, cross-wired tale of boy makes girl, girl makes boy, beleaguered boy runs away from this oversexed, sensually synchromeshed sex-bot, and finally settles down with a nice, respectably bespectacled girl replete with disarmingly fluffy bunny ears, and a deliciously Pom-Pom'd, perfectly picturesque bot! 'How To Make a Girl' is an eerily prescient film, fearlessly foreshadowing the existential complexities of so unthinkingly creating a rogue, hyper-sexualized A. I., the myriad dangers borne of manufacturing a synthetically sensual, inventively inquisitive, unquestioningly pliable, consistently reliable, bodaciously bonking, soft-bodied simulacra, and resolutely reaffirming that the lurid love of a lap-headed lovely conquers all! 'How to Make a Doll' proved to be far more of a contemplative, consciousness-raising opus than I had initially expected it to be!
