Sins of the Fleshapoids

I truly am at a loss as to why this movie has such a high rating. Campy is one thing. Bad is totally another. I thought I had seen all the horrible movies. I thought I had seen all the really bad ones. I was wrong. This film easily takes the spot in my worst movie category. The plot, the acting, the set...who am I kidding? There wasn't any! The soundtrack was horrible. The best way to watch this movie is with the director's commentary on. By far, it is funnier than the movie. He even says that the people in the film can't act. And that there was no script; the lines were all made up on the spot. Don't waste your money renting this one, but if you do, definitely turn on the commentary.

If anyone knows what the melodramatic piece of music is that keeps being repeated throughout the movie, please let me know.

It sounds like the closing theme to Alien, but this film is 15 years older than that.

By the way, ignore the negative comments that others have recorded about this film. This is a campy underground movie, not some mass-market film. Judge it on what it is, not what you think it should be! I wouldn't criticize Scorpio Rising because it's not Easy Rider!

And who keeps going on about Plan 9 From Outer Space in this day and age anyway?

It would appear the only point of this movie is to show a large breasted woman handling Christmas ornaments supposed to be jewels while a space pilot wears a football uniform in a palace which looks like a run-down house. The climactic birth scene has to be seen to be believed. Lots of wafting breezes.

'Sins of the Fleshapoids' is the first film Mike Kuchar, little lesser known twin brother of George Kuchar, directed himself. The film tells a story set about million years in the future where people have become lazy and selfish, so they have human like robot salves to serve them, who are called Fleshapoids. Two androids develop feelings towards each other.

'Sins of the Fleshapoids' is deliberately campy and sleazy that was produced on minimal budget. The film became quite a success of midnight movies. 'Sins of the Fleshapoids' (along with other Mike Kuchar film 'The Craven Sluck') became a mayor influence on John Waters' films.

A million years in the future, the few survivors of a nuclear holocaust lounge decadently amid plastic fruit, eating Clark bars and Wise-brand potato chips while being waited on by flesh-covered electronic slaves, the titular 'fleshapoids'. Mike Kuchar's amateurish satirical underground film will only be of interest to non-film students as novelty-item - a throwback to the 1960's often overrated 'counterculture-movement'. The 16mm production features crayon drawings for backgrounds, 'word bubbles' instead of dialogue, and too little story for even its brief 45 minute running time. A parody of the 'robots discovering their humanity' trope, there is little particularly unique, clever, or innovative in the film and the payoff - the scene with the fleshapoids 'making love' and the consequence of their illicit passion is barely worth sitting through the first half-hour. The soundtrack is an experimentalist mix of atonal musical-noise and neo-classical (Howard Hanson's "Symphony No. 2, Romantic") - annoying or diverting, depending on tastes. Barley watchable, even when judged for what it is.