Wow, this one is pretty bad. A man in a gimp suit is raping every virgin in Manhattan (hence the film's short running time), impregnating them with black slime and leaving a post-hypnotic suggestion for them to attend his midnight basement jacuzzi party. A young doctor and a cop use every stilted line and cliche at their disposal in a futile attempt to prove the existence of a scriptwriter, ultimately leaving the audience to make that leap of faith on their own.
Everything bad about 80s movies is in this one. Bad acting. Big hair. Awful clothes. Synth soundtrack. Questionable sets. Implausible events. On the plus side, the virgins share a rare allergy to underwear, and shuck their clothes at every scene change.
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Breeders (IMDB)
Wince : [*****]
Flinch : [*____]
Retch : [*____]
Gape : [***__]
Beerequisite : [****_]
Pornability : [***__]
Obscurity : [**___]
Explicability : [***__]
What I would do different: Spend the ten bucks to have someone write a script.
Scene I'd watch on endless loop: Breeder chicks in an alien hot-tub filled with milky-white fluid.
Memories I want to erase: Those tan lines!
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