Dr. Evan Rendell (Larry Drake) has been performing grisly experiments on people in his neighborhood trying to cure his dying wife. When the locals stone the doctor doctor, his son is saved by being sewn into his mother's corpse. After an extended stay in the nuthouse, Evan Jr. (also Larry Drake) follows in his father's footsteps and begins gorily killing the friends and love ones of young Jennifer (Holly Marie Combs) who needs a heart valve replaced and must avoid stress, caffeine, and alcohol. Meanwhile, Dr. Giggles has re-opened his father's basement operating room and taken a special interest in Jennifer. Fairly gory but not as funny as it wants to be, DR. GIGGLES may be a film that could be improved by a remake in these days of lenient theatrical R-ratings and unrated DVDs since Freddy-esque limp one-liners are more expected than original ones and excessive gore is more the raison d'etre. Director Coto manages some arty bits (the hall of mirrors sequence) but the film is too scattered. It starts out simply and seems it will be a stalk-and-slashing of partying teens in the doctor's old house but after getting rid of the film's two black characters, it moves to a carnival and its hall of mirrors, various neighborhood houses to provide more victim fodder, the police station (two policemen introduced about half way into the film move the plot along more than the main characters), and finally to the usual endless corridors and dark supply closets of the local hospital. Horror fans might only seek this one out of nostalgia for the era of its production just before similarly run-of-the-mill productions would be automatically direct-to-video bound.