Extremely obscure no-budgeter (in fact I believe it's only available overseas) may have one Hell of a title (and a stupid one at that) but never really plays with it as our main character may be seen picking his nose a few times but it has absolutely nothing to do with the dopey plot on hand.

Carl Zschering (who's totally over-the-top performance almost makes this worthwhile) plays a perverted loser who's given the power of "Morp-o-synthesis" by a street person that allows him to change his look and pose like whomever he wants. So soon he's posing as a high school girl (which is totally convincing since he still digs for gold in his nose and scarfs down potato chips messily) who befriends the popular clique, lusts over them and then eventually (for no apparent reason) starts cutting them up.

Joining 555 as the lamest shot-on-video effort of 1988 this may be pointless and poorly made but it could've been a lot worse and you may actually get some entertainment out of it in a "Man, this sucks!" kind of way.

While all attempts at juvenile humour mostly fall flat feel free to chuckle at Zschering's aforementioned performance, a priceless dialogue exchange early on ("It's a kind of spell" - "I ain't too good at spellin'"), the fact one death takes place in a kitchen but blood splatters on the TV in the next room, amusing visions of the dead victims and his mom; plus a really annoyingly overlong "Schoolin'" montage.

If you can find this and you love trash cinema then by all means watch it, if you're a serious horror fan then keep your distance.

Directed By: Mark Nowicki.
Written By: Steven Hodge.

Starring: Carl Zschering, Edward Tanner, Laura Cummings, Gail Didia.