ma-cortes Silly terror picture with a myriad of weird and unimaginative scenes . This horror story is set in New Mexico when something falls from space onto Earth , it involves two delinquents , she is Candy (a beautiful Mandy Clarke) and he is Johnny (Jason Durr) , they flee with the loot from a hold-up , but the latter is trapped and does prison time . Later on , Rita hiding out with four pastel colored poodles in a desert gas station cared by a group of nuns . Everything trembles and an asteroid crashes onto Earth . As a meteorite crashes near the station transforming the young girl into an alien being with a gigantic voracious tongue and the puddles have become people (now very famous Jonathan Rhys Meyers , among others) , in fact into four Drag Queens . The whole thing grows even weirder as her fiancé getaways from jail and also encounters the meteorite , and Rita (Mapi Galán) , a mute novice who is become into a sexy drum majorette , but the guards are after him . While , Johnny being chased by the jail officials led by a nasty Prison Director (Robert Englund who along with Doug Bradley as Wig are two terror myths) , and even the chief warden has its own portable toilet . After that , the Drag Queens/poodles dance in front of the wardens and the prisoners, then the wardens shoot the dancers ; meantime an old nun (Mabel Karr who married the great Spanish actor Fernando Rey) is tied down in their car . The whole bunch eventually comes into conflict and the events go wrong .This is a hilarious horror parody , surrealist , extreme spoof and gross-out but also with some brief moments being bold and fun . This is a slightly funny film , including entertaining events , giggles , profanities , and amusement but also very embarrassing as well as absurd . The main starring results to be the ¨killer tongue¨ , it delivers the goods , adding some acceptable FX , as when the tongue slaps Candy when she tries to cut it with an electric knife ; furthermore , the tongue writes on her forehead and makes many other fantastic things . The film moves in fits and starts most of which would be desirable , with more traps the viewer resists any kind, and some moments of enjoyment and others quite a few ridiculous . The flick is realized in ¨Troma¨ and ¨Frank Henenlotter¨ style , plenty of quirk roles , amazing transformations , abundant make-up and strange situations . The characters are all odd , grotesque and weird and the film races on at incredible speed . Dirty humor turns out to be sometimes cheesy and gross-out with numerous naughty and picaresque situations such as sex jokes , bad taste and adult scenes . However , it also contains uneven comedy , piggy humor , abound sexual scenes , profanity and grossed issues . A few of the scenes are amusing , they are elicit chuckles but no very enjoyable laughters . It is nicely starred by Melinda Clarke , she is gorgeous playing as a possessed thief who wears an eye-popping transparent dress ; Melinda starred known terror movies as Mortal Zombie and Spawn . The picture contains loads of fun as well as gore here and there and a passel of cameo appearances or brief interventions such as Jonathan Rhys Meyers , Doug Bradley , Stephen Marcus and Spanish actors such as Alicia Borrachero , Jose Truchado , Alicia Garrigues and Mabel Karr . Colorful and brilliant cinematography by Denis Crossan , a good cameraman who has photographed several successes such as The Hole , I Know What You Did Last Summer , Pink Panther , Agent Cody Banks and World Without End . It was shot in Almeria (Spain), where in the 60s and 70s was filmed many Spaghetti/Paella Westerns . The motion picture well financed by the great Spanish producer Andres Vicente Gomez was regularly directed by Alberto Sciamma . He was born in 1961 , Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain . He is a writer and filmmaker especially known for 2002 Anazapta , 2003 Las Mansiones de Jericó and this 1996 La Lengua Asesina ; his last one results to be ¨De Alaska a Fangoria¨ (segment "Descongélate") whose band Fangoria and leader Alaska composed the musical score for ¨The Killer Tongue¨.

BA_Harrison In his calculated bid for cult status, director Alberto Sciamma makes Killer Tongue as weird and wacky as possible, throwing in such outlandish ingredients as a talking extraterrestrial tongue that inhabits the mouth of a female bank robber, a group of poodles transformed into drag queens, a nun given a sexy make-over by the aforementioned poodle people, a fascistic wig-wearing prison guard with a pet dove, and all manner of bloody deaths including lots of full body explosions; the result is a predictably garish, gaudy, gory and extremely camp exercise in cartoonish excess (think John Waters' films/Earth Girls Are Easy/Priscilla, Queen of the Desert mixed with any other outrageous nonsense that crosses your mind), but it is one that frequently falls flat on its outlandish ass, not just by being dreadfully unfunny and extremely irritating at times, but for simply for trying TOO hard.The cast, clearly believing that this film would become a favourite with the B-movie crowd, thus immortalising them in the pantheon of cult cinema, put in embarrassingly OTT performances, desperately trying to inject a manic sense of fun into proceedings but failing spectacularly. Robert Englund is particularly cringe-worthy in his role as the jack-booted guard who leers at photos of hunky men in the john, but everyone else gives him a good run for his money. Meanwhile, Sciamma ladles on almost every vulgar and ostentatious camp cliché possible, only drawing the line at delivering a musical number involving gay dwarfs in sequined tutus and a troupe of fire-breathing gimps.About the only people who deserve any praise for this mess are Bob Keen and his Image Animation team, who don't let the inanity of the whole project prevent them from providing some impressive animatronic tongue effects and quite a bit of nice splatter.

HerMrBubbles first of all let's start out by saying that Robert Englund Doug Bradley and Melinda Clark should be commended for having to be associated with this piece of drivel. i had to give this a 1 it wouldn't let me give it a zero. wanna know how bad this movie is? my mom calls me from across town and tells me "son, i just watched the stupidest movie ever. i responded as saying "the killer tongue huh?" she was like how did you know that? that's how bad this movie is. i mean it looked like a good movie at first Freddy pinhead Melinda. okay i'll give it a chance. i sat through the rest of this movie only because i wrote a column for reviews of horror movies. i implore you, don't waste your time money or even brain cells on this ludicrous piece of crap. run away. far away. if you see it on the shelf at Hollywood video blockbuster or even your local video store, turn it around and walk away....and i still want my two hours back dang it

capkronos Here's a horror version of PRISCILLA: QUEEN OF THE DESERT (they wish!) starring Melinda/Mindy (RETURN OF THE LIVING DEAD 3) Clarke as Candy, a desert dweller who pulls off a bank heist with boyfriend Johnny (Jason Durr). He ends up in a South-of-the-border prison run by the sadistic Chief Screw (an overacting Robert Englund in a toupee). She and her beloved pet poodles end up in hiding at a gas station convent until they're transformed by a newly fallen meteor. The dogs turn into obnoxious drag queen "bitches" and Candy develops a VERY long, talking, killing forked tongue she can't control. Thugs looking for the stolen loot and other assorted numbskulls add extra complications.First off, Clarke is fantastic and makes what there is to make of this movie. You watch her and see someone very funny during the slapstick scenes, very convincing during the horror scenes and VERY sexy in various wigs and disguises, including an eye-popping, skin tight latex bodysuit...and wonder how come this actress isn't a huge star. It's too bad the rest of this cult attempt doesn't live up to her promise.Blame director/scripter Sciamma, who thinks the outlandish premise alone is enough to sustain laughs...but his vulgar gags, annoying supporting characters and stupid dialogue are no substitute for a real sense of humor. Another nail in the coffin; the film looks cheap, lots of garish colors and sets are strangely muted by muddy photography and the dusty desert locales. Luckily for Sciamma that Clarke is in his film, because she alone keeps you watching.