Andy Gapin

A friend recommended Bad Biology not that long ago so I figured that I’d give it a shot. As the credits began to roll, I immediately texted said friend asking “what the hell did I just watch!?” I still don’t have an answer for that. I think he stands by his recommendation and I’m not sure that I didn’t like it myself. Actually, I don’t know what the hell to think of it. This flick is definitely one of the weirdest films I’ve ever seen.

The story goes something like this…Jennifer has seven clitorises and gives birth to mutant babies two hours after having sex. The babies are discarded afterwords, to use the phrasing from Wikipedia for lack of a better way to say it, as she considers them to not be real babies. No man can satisfy her. Batz, is a dude with a drug-addicted, self-aware penis. Yup. Both are at the mercy of their biology (err bad biology?).

The film is completely outrageously overly sexual with plenty of nudity and discomforting situations and visuals. This definitely isn’t a family movie by any means. While my fiancée is generally down to watch just about anything with me, I could tell she was not enjoying it in the least. I contemplated turning it off and freeing her, but, with each passing moment, I felt myself asking “alright…now where are they going with this?” I couldn’t turn it off. I needed to see more. I needed to see what happened when Jennifer and Batz finally met.

I don’t know how to rate Bad Biology. I don’t even know if I think I should recommend it or not. It’s definitely worth a watch for those that are into weird, dark horror or hypersexuality, but beyond that, proceed with caution, I guess?