Movie Review: The Human Centipede

"And I'm so fucking beautiful I can't stand it myself! Now, everybody freeze! Who wants to be famous? Who wants to DIE for art?"

I admit that I had to get pretty lit in order to watch this film. But even if I hadn't, my review stands:

Hands down, the best John Waters film never made by John Waters.

Like any movie by alpha-horror-homo Clive Barker: take any cut from the film and it will make you queasy to the brink of spitting up. But watch the whole thing, and you are rooting for the Cenobites. Or, in this case, Doctor Heiter: a campy, over-the-top version of the campy, over-the-top villain of Christoph Walz's Col. Landa.

It's brilliant, severed-tongue-in-flayed-ass-cheek, expressionist sickness, like Andy Warhol's Flesh for Frankenstein or John Waters' Pink Flamingo.