| One of the most shocking and nihilistic movies I've ever seen. The violence is brutal, it really even manages to surpass every other film of the 70s in its brutality. It is one of the few serial killer movies that does an accurate job of depicting a serial killer. From the first incident with the insane hitchhiker, to his first awkward murder, and then the gradual escalation of attacks leading to an attack on a room full of nurses like real life serial killer Richard Speck.
It's hard to say that I like this movie, it's just too bleak and grim, but that doesn't mean it isn't a good movie. It does an excellent job of portraying the world of a serial killer, probably better than any other film out there. It's a real portrayal, which makes it very grim and violent. It doesn't revel in the murders--until the end, most are quick fumbling affairs--nor does it glamorize the killer and his girlfriend--it portrays them in a very real manner, which makes the film more shocking. He just goes on with his day job in between killings.
This is the ultimate example of the Violent Pinku sub-genre, terrible and yet well done. Not for the squeamish or easily offended, this movie has plenty to offend with. I'm impressed Mondo Macabro put this out in the first place, it is so beyond anything made in the West. Things like "Last House on the Left" or "I Spit on Your Grave" seemed like Disney movies next to this. |