First up.

My name is E_M_Y (obviously not my real name) I'm just gonna review some random stuff such as; films, T.V. programs, mugs, politics, music, games and other stuff like that.

So i thought I'd start off reviewing an old film. i mean old as in 1962.

'The brain that wouldn't die'

In a word: mishap.

In 261 words:

The Film starts off with a chilling, frail voice stating: "Let me die - let me die!"
then we fade into a slightly rigid surgery scene, in which a doctor tries an extremely unorthodox... brain heart massage thing. as you can imagine - the doctor states how amazing he is and flaunts off with his wife-to-be to his country house (yeah i thought he was a bit of a dick too) where there is apparent danger from the closet.

On the way to said house, speeding goes tits up and a limp, frail hand is visible then flops off screen. oh yeah, and she's pregnant I think... maybe she isn't it's hard to tell.

Smart-arse doctor runs to his country house with a small bundle and declares when he arrives: "there was a terrible accident, I've got to save her" in one of the most unconvincing voices ever.

So, after looking at some tubes for a while we are subjected to wifey's head rigged up to some sort of thing...

Any way, in fear of giving the story away I'll just settle with; it's slow moving, simple dialog and some parts don't really make sense or maybe that was just me not paying attention due to mates on msn...
The effects are surprisingly good for a film of the time. I like the idea of a "thing" in the cupboard. best thing about it i would have to say is: the title at the beginning (The Brain That Wouldn't Die) is different to the end title (The Head That Wouldn’t Die)