The film is no less schizoid in nature than the increasingly disturbed male cerebellum inside Leda Schmidt's pretty head!
I have little doubt that one of the main reason's for tracking down this bizarre, brain-swapping shocker is the luminous presence of the exquisite Alexandra Bastedo in one of her most entertainingly outlandish performances, excluding her delicious turn in 'The Blood-Spattered Bride'. After a singularly swinging introduction of boozy, girl-swapping nightlife, the hazy evening ends somewhat abruptly with the boozy couple suffering a terrible motor accident and poor Leda Schmidt (Alexandra Bastedo) becoming the unwilling guinea pig of the surgeon Dr. Adolf (Narciso Ibañez Menta). He opportunistically transplants the still living brain of a libidinous male into the delectable skull of the unsuspecting Lena!!! She awakens deliriously to the sinister bedside manner of mad Dr. Adolf, who excitingly assures her that his prohibited operation was a triumph, yet Bastedo's angst-ridden visage in the mirror yells an entirely different story!
The fact that Klimovsky's head-scratching odd, brain-swappingly strange 'I Hate My Body' is such a bemusing entity is both its strength and weakness, a great idea, poorly realised. The Film itself is no less schizoid in nature than the increasingly disturbed male cerebellum inside Leda Schmidt's pretty head. Part undercooked agitprop, equal rites polemic, part mad scientist B-Movie that mirrors its dispossessed protagonist as being neither one thing nor the other. All that being said, 'I Hate My Body' is certainly not without prurient interest to avid 1970s euro-cult fans. The far from hate-able, beautifully put together body of Alexandra Bastedo whose lively performance and animated features gives the semblance of life to this bafflingly brainless obscurity. As, even the lissome Alexandra Bastedo's luminous star quality can't enlighten this rather tepid, misshapen B-Movie.
The fact that Klimovsky's head-scratching odd, brain-swappingly strange 'I Hate My Body' is such a bemusing entity is both its strength and weakness, a great idea, poorly realised. The Film itself is no less schizoid in nature than the increasingly disturbed male cerebellum inside Leda Schmidt's pretty head. Part undercooked agitprop, equal rites polemic, part mad scientist B-Movie that mirrors its dispossessed protagonist as being neither one thing nor the other. All that being said, 'I Hate My Body' is certainly not without prurient interest to avid 1970s euro-cult fans. The far from hate-able, beautifully put together body of Alexandra Bastedo whose lively performance and animated features gives the semblance of life to this bafflingly brainless obscurity. As, even the lissome Alexandra Bastedo's luminous star quality can't enlighten this rather tepid, misshapen B-Movie.
- Weirdling_Wolf
- Jun 10, 2021