Oversexed Rugsuckers from Mars is absolutely insane. Not the kind of insane that leaves one asking 'Where have you been all my life?', but rather the kind of insane that has one questioning 'How the hell did this film get made in the first place?' and 'Who would want to invest the time and effort to make something so totally bizarre?'.
It's punk rock sensibilities are evident throughout, with a 'couldn't give a s**t' attitude regarding its narrative, wild editing, alternative music, and oddball performances from people with far more enthusiasm than talent. Sometimes this sort of chaotic approach reaps dividends, but on this occasion is simply results in a film that is just too weird, and horribly cheap, for its own good.
The film starts with small, badly animated, naked, plasticene aliens arriving on Earth, only to be disappointed by mankind's lack of progress. They decide to alter the course of evolution by crossing a man with a vacuum cleaner, the human subject of the experiment being drunken bum Vernon (Richard Monda), who unknowingly chugs some alien urine, after which he has sex with an upright vacuum, who he calls Dusty.
When Dusty is stolen by a street vendor and sold to Tom as a gift for his wife, the vacuum turns on its new owner, raping and killing her. After Tom is arrested for murder, his neighbour, aspiring rock singer Rena (Jean Stewart), tries to help prove his innocence. Meanwhile, Vernon walks the streets, looking for Dusty.
Utterly bonkers (the scene where Rena gives birth to a cabbage patch doll/dustbuster baby is definitely one-of-a-kind), but too crap to ever develop a cult following, Oversexed Rugsuckers from Mars is the type of film that results in a big sigh of relief once it is over.
