Sporticus 10?). Now this for me was a bit of a leap into the unknown, as I knew how disgusting the premise was and had quickly dismissed the movie as a gore-for-the-sake-of-it kind of film. Nevertheless, I sat down to watch and endure it.
Well, all I can say is it delivers what it promises, i.e. a human centipede - the answer to a question no one really asked – but offers little in the way of plot and believable characters, or crucially much in the way of gore. The one thing I thought that Human Centipede was marketing to its audience, wasn’t even really there; much of the horror is implied rather than visceral. Sure, the psychology behind the plot is rather disturbing, as is the thought of the ordeal of being stitched arse-to-face to someone. However this is just playing on basic human fears: like a fear of confinement, nausea, pain and paralysis etc; beside that, this film lacks a good plot and acting, and gets very boring incredibly quickly.
The fact that this mad scientist is doing this all for his own sick pleasure means that Human Centipede cannot possibly hide itself from the criticism that it is torture porn, as that’s all it is really. The fact that two of the ‘segments’ of the centipede are played by young, attractive, helpless (not to mention gormless) women, who’s top halves are gratuitously naked when attached to the ‘pede’ just shows that this is really for the sadomasochists. Also all the victims are portrayed quite unsympathetically, and whilst they do nothing that deserves the outcome of having their face literally stuck into someone’s arse, you don’t feel anything remotely resembling affinity.
The acting for the most part is pretty awful too, the female victims seem to spend the first part of the film rambling through hammy dialogue. Then they spend most of their time making muffled screams into the anus of the person in front. It begins to feel like they are substituting for the lack of screams from the audience, or even trying to prompt the audience screams, a bit like scream-o-vision. The only honourable mention goes to Dieter Laser (a man with an undeniably cool name), who plays the wacky surgeon behind the shocking misdeed. Unfortunately even his character is so overbearing unhinged and suspect that it is surprising the police haven’t had him under some kind of secret surveillance. Not Laser's fault, the writing is just very bad. This is especially the case when he tries to get his victims to drink a drugged glass of water. His insistence that they drink their water is so incredibly obvious that it’s surprising anyone manages to fall for this trick. It really is like something out of Garth Marenghi’s Dark Place albeit serios, it’s that bad.
In summary, there is no point bothering with this film unless you, for some reason, get off on mutilation porn, or on people eating excrement. There is no more depth to it than that, and it just drags on in the end. Its an eye catching idea, that lacks any substance.