Released in 1996, "Killer Tongue" stars Melinda Clarke as a woman hiding out with her four poodles in the desert of the Southwest USA with the cash from a bank robbery while her boyfriend (Jason Durr) is released from a nearby prison. When a meteorite crashes, her pastel-colored poodles morph into four drag queens while her tongue becomes an elongated separate entity that she must learn to control or somehow kill. A mute Nun (Mapi Galán) is also exposed to the meteorite and is converted into a racy majorette. Robert Englund is on hand as a gay prison guard.The movie plays like a mish-mash of "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly," "Rocky Horror," "Faster Pussycat! Kill! Kill!" and "Pulp Fiction," but with a micro-budget. If that sounds like it'd be good; think again. The plot's creative, to say the least, but the writing is more tedious than amusing and the filmmaking is all-around subpar. By the hour-mark I was seriously tempted to stop (or, at least, fast-forward through the rest), but I forced myself to finish it. Thankfully, the last act perks up a bit.On the positive side, there are about four genuinely funny moments. Both Clarke and Galán are easy-on-the-eyes; the former ultra-sharp with her amazing eyes running around in a skintight PVC suit and the latter donning an alluring outfit à la Marvel's White Queen. There are 2-3 quality songs on the soundtrack/score and the tongue F/X were excellent for 1996 and hold up quite well.But it's all for naught because the movie's generally incoherent and tries too hard to be a bizarre cult flick with an overabundance of fruity twaddle.The film runs 94 minutes was shot in Almería, Andalucía, Spain, with studio stuff done in Madrid.GRADE: D (2.5/10)

"...OK...I have an idea for this movie, OK? This really sexy chick is waiting at a middle of nowhere desert house for her man to be released from a prison where this gay overseer is giving him a really "hard" time, get it? OK...anyhow, this sexy chick sits down to eat some soup, and a chunk of METEORITE falls into it from the sky! Great, huh? But wait, I'm just starting...she turns into this freaky, but even sexier sort of monster...and her TONGUE DEVELOPS A LIFE OF IT'S OWN! It talks kinda like Harvey Firestein, see, and has a real sorta nasty disposition, always wisecracking and all...and it eats people!! Sound good? Wait, there's more! Her dogs turn into flamin' gay drag queens! Hahaaa! So....that's my idea, in a nutshell, and it's sure fire! Now, all I need from you guys is about five grand to get it from the drawing board to the screen...."

One of the worst films I have ever had the displeasure of sitting through, Killer Tongue is a horrible melange of the worst elements of The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Brain Damage, and Pulp Fiction. Designed primarily to offend, apparently, but so inane that only the most hidebound conservatives would be taken in by it.

Flipping through the stations the other night and came upon this movie. started watching it and was hooked. This is a melding of a sci-fi horror flick and all of the "Evil Dead" movies. The writing was a little below par but that was more than made up by the effects and the acting. Robert Englund was great. When it was over I still couldn't believe I had watched the whole thing. If you got the time and you are an "evil Dead" fan you will love this one.