YouHeart I gave it a 7.5 out of 10

Huievest Instead, you get a movie that's enjoyable enough, but leaves you feeling like it could have been much, much more.

Deanna There are moments in this movie where the great movie it could've been peek out... They're fleeting, here, but they're worth savoring, and they happen often enough to make it worth your while.

Billy Ollie Through painfully honest and emotional moments, the movie becomes irresistibly relatable

William Samuel The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-Up Zombies, which I will henceforth refer to a Incredibly Strange Creatures, is about an ugly, thickly accented fortune teller who pours acid on the faces of male customers, turning them into zombies. It's also about a hoodie-clad loser named Jerry (director Ray Dennis Steckler, under the stage name Cash Flagg,) who along with his idiot best friend and his girlfriend Madison, goes to the carnival. At the carnival, they run afoul of the fortune teller, and Jerry is soon hypnotized into murdering dancers that the hag wants dead for reasons that are never explained.There are other questions that are never explained. What is the fortune teller planning to do with her collection of zombies? She keeps them locked up in a closet for most of the movie, and doesn't seem to have any control over them. And are they actually zombies? They exhibit zombie-like behaviors, like a lack of speech and a tendency to mindlessly attack anyone in sight, but they're not undead or infected with any plague. For that matter, why does pouring acid on them make them lose their minds? I've met a guy with severe burns on his face and body. He's frightening to look at, but he could still carry on an intelligent conversation, and I never got the impression that he wanted to eat me.But Incredibly Strange Creatures is not the type of movie to ponder such things. It is the type of low-budget schlock that AIP would have turned up their noses at. This movie sells itself with promises of gruesome zombies, violent murders, and scantily clad women, but never really delivers on any of these. The movie's advertising even mentions "The hunchback of the midway in a duel to the death against the mixed-up zombies", despite there being no such scene anywhere in the movie.Incredibly Strange Creatures also bills itself as the first horror monster musical. True, there are several song and dance numbers, but these are on stage in a nightclub and a cabaret, and are only watched by Jerry. Come to think of it, he wasn't actually there for some of them, which leads to the obvious conclusion that the scenes are only filler to pad the runtime. This wouldn't be too bad, except for the undeniable fact that the songs and the dancing stink, the dancer's costumes are ugly, and so are the dancers. One of them appeared to have an Adam's apple.So why was Incredibly Strange Creatures made? Because someone thought it could make money. Did it make money? Unclear, but probably not much. Is there any reason to see it? MST3K did do a fairly good job with this one, by I would highly recommend against seeing the original unless you enjoy pain.

John Mccallistair No argument. Plan 9? Nope. Beast of Yucca Flatts? Nope. The Room? Definitely not. This is it. This is the worst movie ever made.Featuring everything from home movie quality camera work to incomprehensible dialogue to a virtually non existent and hard to follow plot, to an ear bleed inducing soundtrack, this movie is truly terrible. I really can't say that much about it because there isn't much to be said. It's just truly terrible in everything it tries to do. This is the Ghost Pepper of movies. You can try to watch it, but it will only cause pain and suffering. Funny pain and suffering, but it overall just leave you with a sense of dread and bewilderment as you wonder why you put yourself through it in the first place. Watch at your own risk and stay away from sharp objects for a few hours afterwards. You have been warned.

g-adamson I watched many movies in my teens, most of which I have no memory beyond a name or vague story plot. This movie, in addition to its title, created movie history in a lot of ways. I have to go to Rocky Horror to find an equivalent for several of these (combining horror, sf, comedy in a musical). I still remember the stark, anguished photography, the meaningless actions, the hopelessness so dark it could only be comedy. One review captured this, describing it as "lunar purity". I wasn't surprised to learn that one of the camera operators, Vilmos Zsigmond, went on to win an Academy Award for Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Note that this review is written at least 40 years after I saw the film.

MARIO GAUCI Legendary exploitationer in view of its lengthy and catchpenny moniker; amusingly, it was originally called THE INCREDIBLY STRANGE CREATURE OR: HOW I STOPPED LIVING AND BECAME A MIXED-UP ZOMBIE, causing Columbia to threaten suing over its similarity to Stanley Kubrick's DR. STRANGELOVE OR: HOW I LEARNED TO STOP WORRYING AND LOVE THE BOMB (1963) – with the films' respective directors even getting personally on the phone and Kubrick reportedly dropping the matter when Steckler himself suggested to modify his title in the way it now stands! Even so, the film is really weird, not just for its macabre elements but for its being dubbed "The First Horror Musical"!; in fact, the narrative takes place around a sea-side luna park (this milieu seemed to be a favorite with indie horror fare around this time, being also at the center of both NIGHT TIDE {1961} and CARNIVAL OF SOULS {1962} – which, likewise, have become cult items albeit on their own artistic qualities rather than mere wacky eeriness!) and includes about a half-dozen musical numbers, none of them having anything remotely to do with the plot and a couple of them being cringe-inducingly bad into the bargain! Another notable aspect is the amateurish nature of the film, augmented by the soft Eastmancolor (the film was shot by the man behind the influential magazine "American Cinematographer", Joseph V. Mascelli, along with then-rookies Vilmos Zsigmond and an uncreditd Laszlo Kovacs!) and, frankly, the ragged state of the print from which the copy I watched was culled. The film is said to be made in a similar vein to the even more reprehensible works of Herschel Gordon Lewis but, though I did recently manage to acquire a few choice titles of his, somewhat ashamedly I admit that I have yet to check out any of them! By the way, director Steckler himself also essays the leading role here under the ludicrous pseudonym of Cash Flagg – while one of the several women involved i.e. Carolyn Brandt was, for a time, Mrs. Steckler herself! He plays a balding rebellious type (whereas his pal, the no-less oddly-named Atlas King and who apparently furnished the dough when the production ran out of funds{!}, has a prominent rock'n'roll hairstyle) and she a good-looking dancer whose weakness for booze causes her to be embarrassed in front of a packed house! For the record, the horror traits come in instantly, as a villainous fortune-teller (with a conspicuous wart on her face!) is seen taking revenge on the man she is with, after foolishly admitting that he actually prefers her curvy stripper sister, by having her grubby and chain-smoking hunchbacked assistant (called Ortega) hold him upside down while she spills acid on his face (albeit from a bottle labelled "Poison")! Apparently, she keeps a room-ful of such disfigured punters in her tent (the "incredibly strange creatures" referenced by the title, though they are not technically "zombies", "mixed-up" or otherwise!) – no reason is given as to why or how come nobody ever hears or comes looking for them! Anyway, when Brandt is threatened by her boss with the termination of her contract over the afore-mentioned inebriated conduct, she goes to the fortune-teller to learn what lies in store for her and predictably picks out the death card; panicking, she runs into the ghouls but manages to escape. Next up are the hero, his girl and the inseparable pal and, after she has her hand read, the protagonist is compulsively drawn to watching the stripper's act (which, of course, does not sit well with his sweetheart who storms off, accompanied by the dutiful friend). During the show, the hunchback turns up with a card from the dancer asking him to meet her backstage but, when he does, he comes face to face with her wicked sister who promptly hypnotizes him! We now revert to Brandt's resumed performance (emceed by a stand-up comic!), which is however cut short by the sudden appearance of a hooded and wild-eyed Steckler wielding a knife (a spellbound assassin was liable to be dubbed a 'zombie' before the term was inextricably linked with the flesh-eating living dead) and brutally attacking both the girl and her fair-haired partner (who actually looks a bit like Klaus Kinski)! Of course, the next morning he does not remember anything but, when presenting himself to his sweetheart with the requisite apologies for his irrational behavior of the night before, he almost does an encore of his unwitting crime when the sun-bathing girl starts twirling an umbrella (thus evoking the whirling shapes that initially triggered him off) and he attempts to strangle her! At this, he runs off back to the carnival to try and make sense of the way his life is going but he only incurs the wrath of the fortune-teller who promptly fetches the acid bottle and disfigures him too! In the ensuing fracas, however, the other freaks are let out and they run amok in the luna park, causing no end of panic and mayhem (though the Police turn up almost immediately and start shooting them down no questions asked – still, with the fortune-teller, her sister and Ortega dead, they could never have gotten the story of what they were doing there anyway!). Steckler himself is chased all the way to the beach, with his girl and best friend also in pursuit – and, after a protracted sequence in which he staggers perilously between the force of the incoming waves and the slippery, jagged rocks, the protagonist too is killed by a cop's bullet.Mind you, the film is not too bad and certainly undeserving of its ranking among IMDb's "Bottom 100"; however, I do feel that, had the musical numbers been dropped and more attention paid to plot, logic and characterization, it would have greatly benefited the end result: whether it would then enjoy the reputation it has in its present form is another thing entirely and, frankly, debatable...!