
Frederick R. Friedel's minimalist classic (also known as Lisa, Lisa) was shot in North Carolina and distributed by Harry Novak at Box Office International.




Producer Rex Carlton struck surrealist schlock gold with this New York-based quickie about a loopy scientist trying to graft his wife's severed head onto the body of an exotic dancer. Carlton made better films earlier in his career (C-Man, Guilty Bystander) and worse ones later (Nightmare in Wax, Blood of Dracula's Castle), but none of them ever reached this level of near perfect lunacy.