Rectuma

What happens when someone's ass breaks loose and goes berserk in Los Angeles? You have one of the best movies based on Japanese monster movies there is. Rectuma is very tight, and the comedy is right on the money. Director Marc Pirro knows his genre, as practically every Japanese monster movie cliché is exploited in this movie, right down to the twin fairies who sing the narration and a Japanese monster fighter who speaks out of sync (noticed by everyone in the movie except him). Pirro also throws in a few non-genre bonuses, like a detective who thinks she's Jodie Foster. The actress who plays this part does an uncanny Jodie Foster impression. In fact, she even LOOKS like Foster. There also is a creepy lab assistant who looks and sounds EXACTLY like Bela Lugosi's Igor character from Son of Frankenstein. Sure, this is low budget, but I got more laughs out of this movie than anything the Farrelly Brothers or Wil Farrell have done recently. I saw this at a movie night at a friend's house with about 15 people, and everyone laughed their asses off. Get it? Asses? Ass movie? If you want a very clever comedy with gags that hit the target practically every time, I urge you to see this! If you don't think it's one of the funniest movies you've ever seen, then I suggest you go watch something more your style, like possibly an episode of "Friends."

Have you ever flipped around at 3AM looking for a movie? If you reach "recatuma", flip on (it will never be shown at any other time, I'm sure).

I've nothing against gutter humor, e.g., "There's Something about Mary", or the "American Pie" series, but "recatuma" is just not funny. It looks like the product of two 8-year-olds who got their hands on a camera.

It's beyond me how this movie has one of the highest ratings I've seen on IMDb (votes by the director and friends?), but this movie seriously makes me question IMDb ratings.

A truly amazing motion picture, about a rarely seen situation where a man's buddox goes rogue, due to being molested by a Spanish humping frog on a Mexican beach. No film has dared to show the agony and the suffering of having lost one's ass. The dr is a genius having dealt with Mothra, Godzilla, and Rodin. The films lead reminded me of a gene wilder type. The action sequences are great with the rogue ass attacking various people. The film had a message about the evils of war and terrorism. I know this film is over 20 years old, but I would really like to see the sequel. I give this an A+++ perfect.

Attended advance preview of "Rectuma" and had a great time. Worth it just to see the "Jodie Foster" impersonation. Lead actor reminds one of Gene Wilder in his 1970's films, very good performances by all, including some veteran Pirromount players.

Waldo Williams (Bill Devlin) is raped in the ass by a Mexican butt-humping bullfrog while on vacation with his bitchy, unfaithful wife Valveeta (Dani Leon). His prostate infected by the frog's goo, Waldo seeks help from proctologist Doctor Coldstone (a hilarious turn by Ron Curtiss), who refers him to Doctor Wansamsaki (Alex W. Chen), a scientist who has been developing a radical cure that involves the insertion of a radioactive rod up the rectum. Unfortunately, Wansamsaki's ass-obsessed assistant Wanger (Michael R. Thomas) botches the procedure causing Waldo's butt to slowly mutate, eventually turning into a Godzilla-sized radioactive rear that goes on a rampage.

I'm not ashamed to admit that I think butts are funny: they look funny, they make funny noises, and they poop. And pooping is funny. If, like me, you are blessed with the sense of humour of a six-year-old, then I can definitely recommend Mark Pirro's Rectuma, an hour and a half of thoroughly puerile nonsense that delivers an endless stream of toilet humour, most of which hits the target with a resounding splash.

In addition to the film's delightfully childish gags, we also get to enjoy a pretty pointless but still brilliant impression of Jodie Foster from Jean Black, whose police detective character believes that she is Clarice Starling from The Silence of the Lambs, and the fun and rather surreal use of Japanese narrators Hi and Nee, who pop up sporadically to recap the action in song form. Only in the final reel, when the giant Rectuma trashes Los Angeles, does the film fall a little flat, the sight of a giant ass knocking down buildings not quite as funny as it sounds.