Love God Reviews

Think you've seen it all? Try this on for size. Larue Maxwell (Will Keenan) suffers from what's known as Compulsive Reading Syndrome, a condition characterized by the uncontrollable urge to read every bit of text in sight, then rip it to shreds. Due to budget cuts, Dr. Noguchi (Yukio Yamoto) and his assistant, sexual-surrogate therapist Darla (Kerri Kenney), discharge Larue from New York City's County Mental Health facility and check him into the Love Hotel, a dilapidated flea-trap teeming with other obsessive-compulsives. Dr. Noguchi has been doing research into "religious parasitic co-evolution," a theory that our ancestors were enormous dinosaur-parasite hybrids known as "love gods." But Dr. Noguchi's rare specimen of prehistoric flatworm, due to arrive from Mexico, has instead escaped into the sewers of Manhattan and has been popping out of toilets all over town, transforming helpless drag queens into great lumbering love gods with bodies like the Venus of Willendorf. Meanwhile, Larue — whose own toilet is the next stop on the parasite's itinerary — is trying life without medication. He wears a found pair of prescription glasses that blur all potential reading material, gets a filthy roommate with Tourette's Syndrome (Michael Laurence) and even has his eye on the girl next door (Dale Soules), a mute compulsive clean freak who lives with her even freakier mother. If there's any precedent for this strikingly original blend of science fiction, splatter horror and comedy, it probably lies in the realm of what's known as psy-fi, or psycho fiction, a gonzo brand of fantasy that revels in grody extremism. With an amazing blend of live action, animation and special effects, a grinding hardcore soundtrack and some 3700 mind-jarring edits, sensory overload is the only given in this completely over-the-top exercise in insanity. But if you're immune to migraines and a squishy 10-foot creature with a six-foot detachable penis sounds like fun, dig right in.