Rat Pfink A Boo Boo is a hard title to review properly. It's a film I give one star in terms of actual filmmaking, whether it be acting, writing, editing or even making any coherent sense. But I give it a very wholesome five stars for effort and enthusiasm. It's a bomb and a turkey and it clearly knows it and never takes itself seriously so despite being a terribly made film, it's also a hell of a lot of fun.What I consider to be THE definition of a real cult movie, Rat Pfink A Boo Boo was originally meant to be a straight-faced suspense/thriller involving a gang of thugs stalking voluptuous women in dark alleys. However, the movie's creator, Ray Dennis Steckler, one of my favorite role models in directing, got quickly bored with that idea and, after viewing the incomplete footage, saw how campy and B-grade the idea was and decided to do something completely different instead.The film starts off for the first 30 minutes as a poorly made and unconvincing suspense movie intercut with scenes of a famous surf rock singer, Lonnie Lane, singing generic go-go dancing songs that bear no relevance to what's going on. For now. There's also a brief cameo by a gardener who does the best MST3K stinger line never riffed in a very badly acted scene with the thugs. Anyway, turns out the gal these thugs are stalking to rob is none other than Lonnie Lane's girlfriend and after the thugs beat up Lonnie and the gardener and hold Lonnie's gal, Cee Bee Beaumont, for ransom, it's from this point the film starts to get a little strange.Lonnie is furious and he wants revenge for these no-good punks so he and the gardener go inside a room and emerge as Rat Pfink and Boo Boo in what has to be the most cheaply made and pathetic ideas for superhero costumes ever conceived. It's from this point forwards that the film ceases to take itself seriously anymore and turns into a nonsensical riot that involves a fight scene that looks like it was shot on a $2 video camera in a random stranger's backyard, a gorilla escaping from the City zoo and wreaking havoc on Rat Pfink and Boo Boo and a street parade held in Rat Pfink's honor for "saving the day". It really is an astonishingly bizarre film and a true absurdity in filmmaking but I admire the reckless spirit the film has throughout. A brief intro on the official DVD by Ray Dennis Steckler shows his indomitable spirit and enthusiasm in making this film, knowing although the film itself was terrible, was only in it purely for loving the art of making films. It's a bad excuse in actual talent in filmmaking, with incredibly corny lines delivered wooden with flat emotion and extreme glare reflecting of the camera lens in some very poorly lit cinematography during driving scenes but it truly needs to be seen to be believed. An essential oddity in cult cinema and a virtually unheard of camp classic.

Let me start by saying I like Steckler ,but the best films he was involved in were those made by Arch Hall Sr. His best role in my opinion was that of Steak in the ''Wild Guitar '' . Most of his directorial efforts were nonsensical fun and thats cool , he got to put his girlfriend / wife and his friends in his films and have some fun too ! He was also good in the film were he plays the escaped killer and seems to have had a knack for playing the heavy . As far as ''Rat Pfink a Boo-Boo'' , well what can you say ? It was clearly meant to read ''Rat Pfink AND Boo-Boo '' although I'm told Steckler denies this now , the line is used in the film to introduce them !!! Its harmless fun , but strictly grade z .

"Rat Pfink a Boo Boo" is another entry of Ray Dennis Steckler's catalogue of extremely low-budget films. If you have a camera, some imagination, and some willing friends, you too can make similar movies. Overacted and under funded, you can see why Steckler's films have a cult following.Carolyn Brandt plays Cee Bee Beaumont who is captured by three menacing guys (one carries a hammer with him and another has a chain, so you know these are real toughies). Rat Pfink (alias Lonnie Lord, a rock n' roll singer) and Boo Boo (alias Titus Twimbly, Cee Bee's gardener) chase the bad guys using a BMW motorcycle with a side car. Rat Pfink for reasons unknown, often rides in the sidecar while standing.This is what AIP would have churned out if they didn't have Frankie and Annette. Plus, where else could you find a character named Irma La Streetwalker?

Not because it's good or entertaining or thought-provoking (although it did make me think of several better ways to spend an hour, like staring at the ceiling, eating cat food, donating my lower intestines to starving children, shaving my feet), but because it truly has to be seen to be believed. No, I'm not talking about my "little friend", you sicko, I'm talking about Ray Dennis Steckler's amazing parody-of-a-satire-of-a-real-movie from 1966, "Rat Pfink a Boo Boo". Being the film in which the first 40 minutes consist of a bad guy with more teeth than Julia Roberts stalking a woman for what seems like hours before just ditching her at the supermarket, and a dance number (you gotta dig those rhythm-y blues, momma! Or whatever). Then the film inexplicably (and quite amusingly) decides to transform best-selling rock singer (his fans in town reaching the impressive number of three) and nondescript leading man Lonnie Lord into the stiff-armed superhero Rat Pfink. Improvisational (and it shows!) action scenes, a man in a gorilla suit and his ambiguously gay owner (who keeps him in a leash and wears his pants too high), and a car chase that looks like a more action-packed, prolonged version of the opening scene of 'Manos' ensue.It's the kind of film where everything ends in a big dance number. It's the kind of film where the hero's sidekick has little blinking lamps on sticks on his head. It's the kind of film where the director waits until there's a real parade in town and just has his actors ride a bike in front of the parade, pretending to be the subjects of celebration, so the director won't have to hire extras. It's the kind of film that never really ends, because it never really begins. It's the kind of film that was so important to its creator that two missing letters in the title weren't such a big deal. See Rat Pfink ride a motorcycle with his arm stretched out for what seems like two hours. See what drugs and laziness can do to a director's mind. See a gorilla that sounds like a pig. See the best effects a movie with the production values of "El Mariachi" from the sixties has to offer. See the bad guy recite one of the most impressive "we gotta do something" monologues ever written.Or better yet, don't. I should've trusted my gut and spent an hour watching TV shop instead.