This dentist--excuse me, RICH dentist--is a clean freak.  Everything must be
spotless, including cufflinks, teeth, and his pool, which is cleaned, get
this, every day by handsome and buff pool cleaner, Todd.  (actually, I don't
know his name, but Todd fits.)

The dentist has a beautiful and voluptuous wife.  Don't get ahead of me, now.
Now here's the catch.  You'd never guess this, but...

The wife is having sex with the pool cleaner!  Who'd a thunk it!

The dentist comes home, finds the wife having sex with the pool cleaner and he
goes crazy.  (The dentist, not the pool cleaner)

The dentist ends up killing as many people as possible through various dental
means (pulling teeth, cracking open jaws, cutting out tongues) and he's really
good at it.  He keeps his wife alive, but after what he does to her, one's got
to wonder why.

Generally, this movie is bad in a passive sense.  Where as the potent stench
of something like, say, TimeCop, can reach out and grab you, here the
"badness" of the film is simple very lazy.  How can I describe it to you?
It's the difference between the lethalness of a blood-starved lion and the
lethalness
of a drop of cyanide.  Sure, they'll both kill you, but one is just...well,
more ACTIVE than the other.  Same for this movie.  It's bad as sin and twice
as smelly, but it's not the kind of thing you can't sit and watch...but I
would advise against it.

Rating:

Daniel Kennedy