Skinless

Low budget which isn't a bad thing but this was just plain boring, horrible acting and bad special effects. Don't waste your time.

Kind of grotty effects, but what can expect from a flick that has been called a cross between The Fly and The Incredible Melting Man. The characters are believable and the acting is excellent. Itchy was a bit off the wall. The worst thing about it is that someone with Peter's deformation would not speak so well. Anyhow; no closer to spoiler will I go. If you liked The Fly you'll like this.

I have to admit, caught this on a free AD-based streaming service & had expectations on the floor when I saw it was filmed on video and the sound was "echoey" like some cheap camcorder production...I gave it a chance & have to admit, I enjoyed it! I'll name name some cons that will turn off many off the bat, its obviously done on the cheap ($2,000?! Wow), the main actor is serviceable at best, and it borrows way too much off of The Fly '86, other then that, its a short little horror with plenty of gore & nudity (full bush shot) and some decent horror drama!

Independent micro-budget director Dustin Mills rips off David Cronenberg's The Fly something rotten for Skinless, chucking in a smidge of The Incredible Melting Man for good measure. Working with what must be a fraction of The Fly's catering budget, Mills delivers a cheap and cheerful concoction of bargain basement gore effects and gratuitous nudity that should prove moderately entertaining if you're not averse to no-frills homemade horror.

Brandon Salkil plays the Seth Brundle character, geneticist Peter Peele, who tests his experimental cancer treatment on himself; initially successful, the treatment ultimately has unexpected side effects, Peele's flesh liquifying, the scientist turning into a hideous deranged monster. This is not good news for Dr. Alice Cross (Erin R. Ryan), the woman Peele is obsessed with...

The majority of Mills' $2,000 budget appears to have been spent on fake blood, KY jelly, and latex - the film is very goopy. I can't imagine much was left in the coffers to pay the performers, so one assumes that the cast are all friends of Mills happy to muck in for free, which would explain the less than stellar acting. Not that great performances are necessary for this type of thing: Mills aim is to deliver plenty of splattery effects and to get the women in the film to strip off, and he succeeds in both.

In the grand scheme of things, Skinless is not great -- extremely derivative (Salkil even twitches like Goldblum) and technically crude -- but considering the amount of money that the film was made for, it's a marvel that it is as entertaining as it is. A movie to crack open a few beers to...

5.5/10, rounded up to 6 for IMDb.

Three films down of indie/underground filmmaker Dustin Mills and I like what I've seen so far. Of those viewings ("Easter Casket" & "Bath Salt Zombies") he manages to stretch out his budget limitations and deliver on mind-bending concepts with full-on bluster. What etched in my mind from the first two films were the signature acid-laced visuals (of puppets to animation) and overt craziness, whereas Skinless felt more like straightforward, gross-out horror exploitation. It can be offbeat, but the bold approach is far more sober with claustrophobic dread and gooey gore brought upon by its monsterous transformation. And it's impressive looking discount gore; nauseating skin melting gruel, yet it didn't just centre on its frequently well-placed shocks, or gratuitous nudity. Instead there's tragedy at its core where the plot is low-key, dialogues remain dry and character pathos hits the forefront of science gone wrong.

Stricken with cancer (unbeknown to his assistant) Dr. Pete Peele is having trouble getting funding for his project of an unconventional skin cancer cure due to a lack of results over too long of a period. He fears with the constant delays he might not be around long enough to see his groundbreaking work through to the end. So against his assistant's best wishes he injects the experimental serum into himself. After becoming a guinea pig of his own work we watch the deteriorating mental state brought upon by the hideous physical changes (which is hidden under a rubber mask and layers of clothing).

Those who call it "The Fly" meets "The Incredible Melting Man" are right on the money. From limbs melting off, bubbling practical effects to the imitate structure centred on (mainly) two characters' back and forth interactions in the one location of a couple rooms, attic and basement. I was also getting a "Phantom of the Opera" vibe where the feelings for the woman (his assistant) he holds captive isn't shared and this plays to the bigger picture on how the story pans out. In spite of its inspirations, Mills manages to put his own subversive spin on the material and get you feeling uncomfortable in many ways.

The amateurish cast (of only four) are made up of Mills' regulars - Brandon Salkil brought to the unhinged part the right amount of eccentrics, especially under heavy makeup and Erin R. Ryan's down-to-earth performance is the glue that holds it together. They both do excellent in establishing emotional weight between the characters and this is brought across by the film's gradual build-up of the title character's descent into madness and obsessive paranoia.

Let's hope I can keep this track record of coming away satisfied by Mills' microbudgeted output.