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New York City | Prostitute
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6.2/10
IMDbBudget 2,500,000 USD
Box Office Collection 205,068 USD
The film cost $1.5 million making it Henenlotter's most expensive (at the time), but there were still budgetary issues. The producers told him they had used up all of the allotted funds for pyrotechnics during the exploding hookers scene to which he replied "How the fuck am I gonna film the lab scene?!" He ended up calling in a favor to do some "unlicensed pyrotechnics" for the shoot. Lorinz recalls the guy finishing the setup and telling him "Don't worry, it's maybe safe."
Writer/director Frank Henenlotter improvised the basic story at a pitch meeting. After getting the okay to make the picture, he then wrote the script for the movie.
Beverly Bonner plays "Casey", a character that appears in Basket Case (1982), Brain Damage (1988) and Basket Case 2 (1990), all also directed by Frank Henenlotter.
Elizabeth--who becomes Frankenhooker--has the last name of Shelley. This is an homage to Mary Shelley, the author of the original "Frankenstein".
The interior of the Franken family garage is intentionally four times as large as the exterior, as specified in the screenplay.
"[Jeffrey talks to his mother for comfort] Jeffreys Mother: Oh, Jeffrey... I'm worried about you. Jeffrey Franken: Yeah - Well so am I, Ma. Something's happening to me that I just don't understand. I can't think straight anymore. It's like my reasoning is all, uh, twisted and distorted, you know? I seem to be disassociating myself from reality more and more each day. I'm anti-social. I'm becoming dangerously amoral. I - I've lost the ability to distinguish between right from wrong, good from bad. I'm scared, Ma. I mean, I feel like I'm - I'm plunging headfirst into some kind of black void of sheer and utter madness or something. Jeffreys Mother: You want a sandwich?"
"[Elizabeth's first words back from the dead] Jeffrey Franken: Elizabeth? Elizabeth: Want a date? Looking for some action? Need some company? Jeffrey Franken: No, wait, wait. Elizabeth: Huh? Jeffrey Franken: It's Jeffrey-Jeffrey. Elizabeth: Got any money? Jeffrey Franken: Money? [Elizabeth slaps Jeffrey across the face]"