"The Curious Dr. Humpp"

Stink Yard Article #B12

Reviewed by :   Giggles Rating :   (4 outta 5) Kill Count :   3

There's something to be said for a movie entitled "The Curious Dr.Humpp." You can pretty much figure out what you're going to get just by reading the title. No, it's not a sexual soft-drink. A movie like this could have been terrible, terrible, terrible, but it actually turned out to be very entertaining on a cheesy-movie level and on an erotic one.

This film's obvious exploitation-horror, but its really rooted in science-fiction (a Dr.Sexenstein, if you will, has found the key to immortality through, well, through cum). The sex scenes are not surgery-graphic, but they are certainly boner-inspiring. There's lesbians, women riding undisclosed males, stripping, and other inexplicable sexual encounters that leave you goobering for more.

But beside my male urges prompting me to overrate this movie, there are some really funny instances of cheese... a masked robot who stalks Dr.Humpp's patients, a talking Brain that is linked to Humpp's immortality, and some priceless asinine banter between a couple of clueless reporters.

Black and white titties and lesbos in the first two minutes of the movie? Hooray for Argentina! I'm moving!

Damn! Now that's a grizzly-bear bush. Tattoo some strings on her hips and she could fool people into thinking that was a bikini bottom.

This girl is pleasuring herself in a den full of naked men pictures. It's okay guys, the images of men are brief and not very revealing. Besides which, it's nice to believe a woman like this exists in the world. She's out there right now, doing the dirty. All alone. I think I'm starting to cry...

She's interrupted in mid-OH by a strange looking intruder. As she becomes startled, she lifts up a strange device that I guess is an old school vibrator. Thing looks like a serious piece of hardware to have between the legs, whatever its function might be.

The servant of the doctor. Since he goes unnamed, we'll just call him Humppy for this review.

The dude looks like he's about to deliver a baby. Wooh boy!

Our Stinkyard collaborator, Roachito, noted how this girl has a "self-supporting tit." To the Roachman, this seemed to be of the utmost importance, not merely in the movie but on an existential level as well.

People are getting it on, and who has to come in and fuck it up for everyone? Our pal Humppy.

In the first fifteen minutes, the movie pauses in its sex scenes for a little bit to grab a fresh breath of stripshow.

With one look at this reporter, you might ask:
Is that Adrien Brody's dad?
And maybe more dire, Why's there a vulcan standing behind him?

Dr.Humpp and his assistant exchange a bit of concern about how these test subjects will fuck... I mean, work out.

Do the Humpty-hump! Do me baby!

Dr.Humpp's plan is to make sex-monsters out of his captives. "Veritable Screwing Machines" he actually calls them.

Hmmm. I'm thinking two things: Desktop and Wallpaper.

HERE AT HUMPP LABORATORIES...

Dr.Humpp's lovely assistant is fed some of the love drug and becomes ravenous for a two-pound dingdong. She lays on the bed and ooos and ahhhs and just about comes without any kind of direct help at all. A part of her stirring monologue was actually sampled in the Rob Zombie song, "Never Gonna Stop."

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Oh course, the faithful Adrien Brody-looking reporter has to take advantage of the lovely assistant while she's in this state. Plus he wants to examine that curious troll-doll stuck between her legs.

Dr.Humpp's experiments include a wide assortment of wacky ideas. Watch people have sex and harness power from the act, make sure some of the subjects are lesbians and make sure the others are potheads ("Leave the pot with them in their rooms," he instructs his assistant. What a guy!). I think this doctor got jipped for the Pulitzer Peace Prize.

In one scene he tells the reporter, "I'm going to stimulate your libido. Do not resist."

And my question is: Well why the hell would you?

This fizzing brain tissue is an extension of Dr.Humpp himself.

At one point, the reporter has found a way out of captivity, thanks to the blonde assistant he just shagged. Of course, when trying to leave Humpp's place, you go down hallways and see this naughty stuff going on and it's hard to leave. Damn hard!

If you've read our Defilers review or seen the movie, a scene like this begs the sacred question: What Would Carly Do?

It's a damn shame that in all of the internet, I found no other pictures of the doc's assistant played by Susan Beltran. What has this world come to? I'm going to make it my mission to hand out copies of THE CURIOUS DR.HUMPP in church parking lots. That'll get the word out.

Probably my favorite non-sexual moment in the film. Dr.Humpp's neuro-counterpart is destroyed and if ever there was a cheesy moment in all of film history, this one surely takes home the gold. You HAVE to download this mp3 if you have any kind of sense of humor at all. How often do you get to hear a disembodied brain's dying words and not be on drugs?

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You probably guessed that I enjoyed this movie. Good guess. I will admit though, thru scholarly eyes, the film's not without its flaws. The scenes kind of vomit into one another and look like an editing nightmare, and the lighting is scarce in some scenes. But this one is damn fun to watch. Bottom line. So if you have a pulse (and think like a male) and like a break from cinematic perfection, plot a course straight for this film. You won't be sorry.