Pterodactyl Woman from Beverly Hills (1994) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski)
|Just the usual film where a woman turns into a pterodactyl every so often, and doesn't know whom to consult for help.|
|You see, Beverly D'Angelo's hubby is a sarcastic paleontologist who not only disturbs the bones of ancient cultures, but makes fun of their shamans and medicine men. So a particularly irritable shaman named Salvador Dali waves a bone at him and curses his wife to spend some of her time as a pterodactyl.||
|So when he
gets back home, he finds that he has to chain his wife to the bed at
night to keep her from devouring her young and to prevent other
presumed Pterodactyl behavior. That turns out to be a turn-on for both
of them, and they make the ... um ... beast with two backs, one
of which is human. Such rash behavior is not without consequences.
Soon Bev is "with egg". The feds take the egg away to study
it, but soon Bev's maternal instincts take over, and she must return
to her young. Her husband and kids, being good Californians, respect
her space and support her decision.
She tries to get some relief from the whole flying lizard thing by visiting a new-age guru who has had great success with people who have shifted shape into animals. It turns out that he can't help her turn back, but he can help her learn to accept herself as a reptile.
Her neighbors are concerned about property values, but they have a big pow-wow and decide that the best strategy is simply to cover the whole thing up.
Eventually this leads them all back to the shaman, who has migrated to a haunted valley, a land of "stop-motion, cheap special effects, and stock footage".
|The whole movie has
its tongue deeply in its cheek, and is delivered with mock-sincerity.
The actors don't even worry about staying in character. They obviously
had a good time filming this movie, presumably with the aid of certain
recreational substances which might also enhance your viewing
pleasure. In a truly odd performance, Bev spends much of the movie
waving her elbows high, craning her neck far forward, and clucking
like a chicken.
A unique film, to say the least.
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