Period Piece (2006, Giuseppe Andrews)

I'd consider myself a moderate fan of Giuseppe Andrews' incontrovertibly unique style of home-movie, trailer park-set auteurism, having seen his previous features "Touch Me in the Morning" and "Trailer Town" - films that make directors like Harmony Korine and John Waters appear 'high brow'. Andrews, of course, can be traced back to his childhood roles in films like "Independence Day" and "Detroit Rock City" and, more recently, the "Cabin Fever" movies. Somehow, since his earlier involvement in film, the guy grew into an incredibly eccentric, avant-garde admirer of particularly seedy trailer park individuals, pornographic dialog and randomly arranged sequences of bizarre and perverted imagery. Personally, I think "Period Piece" is his finest example of this deranged 'vision' regarding his feature-length endeavors.

The plot is virtually non-existent. Basically just a composite of arbitrary scenes and characters often shown having sex with inanimate objects or exchanging chunks of nonsensically hilarious and headspinningly crude dialog. A few standout bits include a faux-French guy with a fake mustache that refuses to stick to his face, fucking a teddy bear with a soup can in a bathtub. That same bear (or maybe it was a different bear... Who the fuck knows?) is also seen getting fucked orally by a guy who wears crazy wigs and is supposedly a cop. There's some animated tater tots that chime in about what's going on in the movie from time to time. A dude dies after eating a package of spoiled meat that he received as a gift after it was found laying in the desert. Some guys run around siphoning gas and the film's poster-boy, Tyree, steals the entire fucking show. He's an 80-year old man who is frequently shown naked in a motel room having sex with an imaginary women while recorded sounds of fucking play. Later on, he is seen laying in bed with a dead pig - that he refers to as "Society" - of which he tries to light a cigarette for before gouging it's eyes out with a butcher knife and dancing with it... You get the idea...

Despite how ANY synopsis on this film would sound just flat out jocular and unwatchably inane through verbal or written explanation, "Period Piece" doesn't come across like Andrews' other flicks. While ALL of his works contain deeply visceral and candid 'freak show'-esque personalities who all apparently live among Andrews in the same trailer park and clearly suffer from a wide range of brain-destroying addictions and lifestyles, his previous films had more of a blatant element of silliness and humor. "Period Piece" does as well, though not to the same degree as the aforementioned features. With this one, I found myself chuckling less and instead actually hunting for some kind of message that I felt Andrews was struggling to get out. Tyree and his lonely, pig and pork rind obsessed, nude rituals, especially, which exemplified a real strangely pathetic connotation of depression and suicide.

So overall, "Period Piece" is probably the closest thing to a drama that Giuseppe Andrews has come up with in his flakey film-making career as of yet. It's got a bit more going on than, say, "Trailer Town" - which is still one of my favorite comedies of all time - and seems to go for a more... dare I say, "serious" kind of tone. It's still disgusting, often funny, confusingly bizarre and amusingly minimalist.

Savage Streets (1984, Danny Steinmann)

Linda Blair, known primarily as the sweet little angelic girl; turned vessel for the demonic entity, Pazuzu, makes a nice transition into the wonderful world of rape/revenge cinema. Actually, she's pretty awkward and unconvincing as a troubled teen fueled by vengeance, but I DID learn that lil' Regan's tits float in bath water...

While strutting down the streets of Burbank, a group of snotty girls get into a little back-and-forth with a stereotypical white boy gang after they almost run over Blair's deaf and mute sister (Linnea Quigley) with their convertible. The girls wait till the dudes are off dealing some junk and take their car for a joyride before filling it with garbage and running off. It ain't fun and games no more for the guys who are looking to get even. What's the best way to get even, you ask? Obviously, you corner a deaf/mute in a gymnasium and gang-rape her into a coma. Duh! This violent assault lands Linda's sis in the hospital where she's apparently clinging to life and the other girls have no idea who was responsible. There's a lot more shit going on with the bad-boys who are constantly shaking a guy down for owed cash, getting into scraps in nightclubs and eventually throwing one of Linda's friends off a bridge. Eventually, the meek member of the gang inadvertently spills the beans that it was them who dogpiled the deaf girl so Linda sets out to kick some ass via retaliation.

My god, "Savage Streets" is just SO fucking... 80s! The whole big hair thing is out of control, as well as guys wearing dangly razor blade earrings and corny-as-hell music montages. Not to mention the typically over-the-top 'urban high school' motif. The principal telling the one kid to "Go fuck an iceberg" after the kid tells him his buddy has "the clap"... Had my sides splitting! You also got a big naked girl-fight scene in the locker room shower. There's plenty to like when it comes to "Savage Streets". If you're expecting a really 'graphic' and violent 'exploitation' film along the lines of "I Spit on Your Grave", then you'll be sorely disappointed by this one. This is about as light and 'mainstream' as you can get with a rape/revenge flick, though it still entertains like crazy. Like I said, Linda Blair is fine here and delivers a few good liners, but she didn't really break out into any kind of sexy or real "badass woman" type of charisma with this, which is what she/they seemed to be aiming for. Still, it was cool watching her shoot out a guy's knees with a crossbow. "Savage Streets" is a must for any fan of 80s films. Also, it was directed by the guy who did "Friday the 13th 5"...

The Loved Ones (2009, Sean Byrne)

Intrinsically, "The Loved Ones" fits the 'torture flick (porn)' mold adeptly, though it still manages to come across as surprisingly fresh and sufficiently entertaining. It's a cool, gory, "Carrie"-esque Australian joint...

A teenage male cutter shoots down the nerdy girl's school dance invite so he can go with his hotter, sluttier girlfriend. The day before the dance, while he's climbing some rocks out of teenage angsty frustration, he is snatched up from behind by some dude with a Chloroform rag... He wakes up all bound and captive in the home of the girl he snubbed and her psychopathically coddling father, as well as some old bitch with a hole in he forehead. Daddy seems adamant on showing his little girl (whom he watches get dressed into her new gown with creepily incestuous eyes) a good time at the expense of her unwilling "date", whom they ruthlessly torment all night...

This is nothing great, by any means, though it's a fun, simple little torture film with some crazy, gruesome concepts and quirky characters. Power drills to the head, knives pounded through feet, forced urination. There WERE a few things that I didn't quite "get" aside from the initial kidnap/torture angle as the main focus which included the incidental scenes of a high school pot dealer taking the shy goth girl to the dance... Yeah, her brother was previously killed by the sadistic father/daughter killer duo and her cop father gets involved later, but it was still a pretty pointless and all too frequent 'sub-plot' tossed in there, I thought. Also, the trap door leading to a cellar full of cannibalistic savages was kinda outta nowhere and seemed unnecessary, though it didn't take away from the film all that much since the premise wasn't all that elaborate. That's fine, I guess. Doesn't hurt to throw in a little 'creature'-like element. Again, there's some silly gore, a guy getting a power drill chucked at his face and there's some flesh-eating. "The Loved Ones" is worth checking out.

The Werewolf and the Yeti (1975, Miguel Iglesias)

This is another one of those I can't understand being labeled a "Video Nasty", though I think many would concur that the VN list doesn't make any fucking sense anyway. So apart from that discomfiting detail, "The Werewolf and the Yeti" (aka. Night of the Howling Beast) is a relatively disjointed cluster-fuck 'exploitation' flick among a series of related Spanish werewolf films that I have not seen...

A couple of yeti-hunting explorers are attacked by a vicious, furry creature in the mountains of Tibet so a party heads out to look for them. One of the guys from earlier is seen trudging through the snow and stumbles across a pair of cave-dwelling cannibal-vampire-wolf-nymphs who get freaky and bite him - thus, transforming him into a lycanthrope during a full moon... The search party is eventually ambushed by a gang of bandits who like torturing people, so by the end there's a big-ass showdown between the surviving explorers and the bandits and "the wolfman" and a yeti...

I guess my main gripe with this one is that it just looks shitty. Terrible day-for-night shots and werewolf transformations that cheaply mimic the primitive effects utilized in the 1941 Lon Chaney Jr. classic as well as subsequent 'wolfy' films (stationary shot as they stick fur to a guy's face and fade between 'em). There's a little bit of nudity but not nearly enough to matter all that much and the gore was weak. Plus, there was just too much going on here and it kinda lost me at times. They should've just focused more on the werewolf/yeti and those cave-sluts. That would've kept my ass entertained. In all, this one is just forgettable.

Confessions of a Serial Killer (1985, Mark Blair)

Much like John McNaughton's gritty and more well-known film "Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer", Mark Blair's "Confessions of a Serial Killer" explores the life of the notorious psychopath Henry Lee Lucas. I don't think it's possible to review this one without bringing up McNaughton's sadistic flick due to the matching subject matter, gruesome tone and the fact that both came out around the same time and, while "Henry" will always reign supreme as far as I'm concerned, "Confessions" holds it's own just fine.

A prolific Texas serial killer by the name of Daniel Ray Hawkins is in police custody and spilling his guts about a pile of unsolved murder and missing persons cases that he claims to have been involved with. The bulk of the movie is told via flashbacks with him, his homosexual partner in crime and, later on, his buddy's sister who joins in on their tour of mercilessly misogynistic spree-killing...

This flick is nowhere near as graphic and sick as "Henry". In fact, it's downright tame when it comes to violence and gory mayhem, though I felt it made up for this little 'shortcoming' by maintaining a nicely uncomfortable look and feel, some realistically sinister acting and characters and really good suspense in parts. Really, the movie would have been top-notch if it had just delivered a little more in the brutality department and, perhaps, added a little more psychology behind his desire to kill, which is barely touched upon in the brief look at his fucked up childhood. Still, "Confessions of a Serial Killer" is an effective and entertaining serial killer film. Again, not as disturbing and memorable as the Michael Rooker flick, but surely worthy of checking out.

Duck! The Carbine High Massacre (2000, William Hellfire & Joey Smack)

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Bad Karma (1991, Alex Chandon)

More early underground video-splatter absurdity from UK director Alex Chandon. Like his other gore short "Drillbit", "Bad Karma" is full of cheezy creatures, excessive bloodshed and crazy punkers.

A cult of shape-shifting Krishnas crash a guy's backyard birthday party, killing his parents and all the guests after one of them transforms into a dinosaur-headed beast with Wolverine claws. The surviving guy and his girlfriend run over to a buddy's S&M whorehouse for help with the shape-shifters in pursuit. After a big fight, the brothel patrons get their asses handed to 'em by the creatures, so in come the evil clan's arch enemies: a family of angry rednecks...

Of course, the budget is meager, the production value is terrible and so is the acting, but one thing about Chandon's films; he goes all-out with the effects work. Yeah, it's cheap looking, but there's obviously some effort put into the design and creation of it all which I will always appreciate when watching this kind of SOV horror material. My criteria when it comes to this type of stuff is to keep it an appropriate length for what you're trying to pull off and put some effort into the effects. Or just throw in a scene where a guy is butt-fucked with a chainsaw like this goddamn thing. "Bad Karma" does both of these and that's why I'd recommend it to gore-hounds...

Flower and Snake (1974, Masaru Konuma)

"Flower & Snake" was the Nikkatsu studio's cardinal foray into the lucrative 'Roman porno' series of the 'pinku' genre. It's also one of the finest examples of said genre in existence. Definitely in my top 5...

The storyline is insane and goes like this: a 30-year old virgin, who is tormented by the memory of murdering the black guy whom he walked in on fucking his mom (it looked consensual to me) as a little boy, is told that the boss of his corporate-type job wants to speak with him. He goes to visit the boss at his home, where the psycho perv seems to get his kicks molesting the maid in the garden by pouring caterpillars on her ass and giving her enemas (you cant make this shit up!). Apparently, the boss spotted some fetishy bondage photos in his employee's briefcase. Because of this discovery, the boss has a little proposition for his company man. Turns out the old fucker's wife is a frigid prick-tease whom he wants kidnapped and "trained" - via extreme torture methods - to make her into a total slut. The employee is more than willing to oblige and so is his kinky, overbearing mother until he starts showing their sexy captive more attention than he does to her, thus filling the bitch with resentment for a crazy sex slave/slave master romance that is blossoming - much to the boss' chagrin when the freak-o doesn't want to give her back...

Let it be known that "Flower & Snake" is not the most 'abrasive' annexation in the Roman porno category, though it doesn't need to be. This thing is fun as hell and completely off-the-wall with it's kooky mix of sexual sadism, soft-core scenes and a nice bit of humor also peppered in here and there. The great Naomi Tani stars as the continually bound and abused female prisoner (the kind of role she was born for and that Nikkatsu thankfully cashed in on). She's hogtied and suspended from ropes, gangbanged and even forced to shit enema liquid into a plastic bag!

Simply a CLASSIC when it comes to pinku brand. Anyone interested in this type of sleaze-cinema needs to check out "Flower & Snake" and also check out the 2004 remake that is simply AMAZING, though a completely different film, altogether.

Dark Hair, Velvet Soul (1982, Marmoru Wantanabe)

Eh, I wasn't all that crazy about "Dark Hair, Velvet Soul", which was a little unforeseen considering it's an Oniroku Dan joint. It's not the worst pinku entry - just a little lacking as per my personal tastes...

A drunken gambler is in debt with some Yakuza thugs so he gives 'em the deed to his wife's restaurant which she cherishes since having inherited it from her father. Shit still doesn't go all that well as he still owes out the ass and the mob figures wifey may just work out as an adequate payment... By becoming their personal sex slave.

It features the appropriate bondage and rape themes, though "Dark Hair, Velvet Soul" just isn't anything all that noteworthy when it comes to the pinku genre. Just a little light on the 'good stuff' - aside from a few heavily pixilated sex scenes and a chick getting the heel of a shoe jammed into her. I'd recommend checking this out if you're not all that familiar with this type of shit and figure you'd start off 'light'. The plot is alright, though the film, itself, just didn't deliver on the caliber of sleaze that I particularly require...

Violent Shit (1989, Andreas Schnaas)

Yeah, "Violent Shit" pretty much sucks a bag of shit. I'm not completely against no-budget SOV splatter-trash. I've enjoyed a little bit of the Polonia Brothers' efforts, but THIS thing is fucking dryer than my cock at a lesbian convention...

The plot is pretty complex so please read my synopsis carefully: a retard with an over-sized meat cleaver runs around the woods killing and eating people.

Nothing more to say as far as the storyline is concerned... It's just THAT. Some asshole in overalls with Silly Putty on his face (supposed to resemble malformation, I guess) staggering around, endlessly. The film is basically just a compilation of gory, over-the-top death scenes strung together. A guy gets his dick hacked off with a cleaver, another dude is cut in half with a hedge trimmer and some bitch gets her vag sliced open and is gutted for an extended period of time. Many scenes in this movie go on for a fucking eternity! Retard-boy running around in slow-motion. Filming through the windshield of a moving car for, what felt like, 10 minutes straight. "Violent Shit" would've been much more tolerable if it had been chopped down to a sensible 15-20 minute run-time. To me, there's nothing worse than a shoddy DIY, backyard horror film-maker padding out his cheap gore flick just to make it a resemble a "feature". This shit is just over 70 minutes, but drags like a mother fucker! I seriously got drowsy and almost nodded over several times... Maybe at some point I'll check out the sequels just out of curiosity, but for now the original "Violent Shit" is one I happily throw on the trash heap... Sucks.

Burial Ground: The Nights of Terror (1981, Andrea Bianchi)

Not a bad Italian zombie flick here. I can't say it's mind-blowing or all that original, but it does offer up a few stand-out snippets of rather incongruous material and a fair amount of sleaze and gore.

Some archeologist professor goes fucking around in some crypt and gets killed by a herd of robed zombies. This uprising of the undead goes on to target a group of couples who have arrived at the professor's mansion to talk curses or whatever... The rest is, more or less, just gut-munching...

"Burial Ground: The Nights of Terror" is decent. Cheezy as all hell, but very watchable and adequately sleazy and doesn't shy away from the gore all that much. There's decapitations, disembowelments and plenty of dumb looking paper mache zombie skulls getting smashed up. Once again, it's cheap looking, yet pretty entertaining. The action gets started early and once it does, it moves along at a nice clip and doesn't let up. Of course, the highlight is Peter Bark - that weird, mid-20's, pale-faced, Dario Argento-looking dwarf they cast as the twelve year-old boy who starts making out with and fondling his mother halfway through the film. This guy's presence in the film is fucking confusing and bizarre. He looks freakish and barely childlike and even the dubbing for him sounded like a full-grown man's voice...

Overall, "Burial Ground" isn't the best zombie film I've ever seen, but it's worth checking out if you don't mind a bit of schlock.

The Isle (2000, Kim Ki-duk)

Kim Ki-duk's "The Isle" is a terrifically pensive and introspective drama piece...

The film is set on a lake where people live in or rent these tiny floating houses that are ostensibly used for fishing and fucking prostitutes. The woman who operates the one and only boat that transports people to and from their floating domicile seems to have a 'thing' for the weird quiet guy staying in the yellow house. Problem is, the dude is having a little fling with a mouthy hooker and Boat Girl ain't havin' none of that! She lurks around the shacks at night, peering through the trap-door "toilets" and occasionally 'offs' a few folks, while, in the meantime, her and her love-interest share some awkward interactions...

So yeah, it's kinda hard to explain this one in a way that represents it properly since it's more of a visual experience than anything. It's a beautifully shot film with great cinematography and one hell of an interesting location. The concept of the floating homes and whole watery atmosphere really suited the rather bleak and tragically moving tone that accompanied these moody characters. Pretty solid blend of intensity, melodrama and 'arthouse' influence that allows the viewer to interpret a number of questionable scenes, without turning off those who don't much care for that type of heavily idiosyncratic style of film-making.

I guess one somewhat important thing I should mention is the legitimate depictions of animal cruelty, which, I don't support, though I didn't feel that this film took it "too far" like most people have stated. A frog is killed and skinned, live fishes are hacked up, a dog is smacked around and a caged bird is submerged in water and allowed to sink as the bird flaps it's wings. I guess this type of shit just doesn't bother me like it does with others... My heart is just cold and black... Sorry.

Gotta give "The Isle" a very high recommendation. It's exceptionally subtle and dream-like, though you can't go wrong with a chick inserting and then ripping out about a half-dozen fish hooks from her vagina. Ouch. Give this one a look...

Angel, Alien and UFO Encounters from Another Dimension (2012, Ken Klein)

This is, without a doubt, THE worst documentary I have ever seen. Now I'm a hardcore skeptic and I'll pretty much call "bullshit" on any reality-based movie or TV program focusing on the possibility of extraterrestrial visitors or supernatural phenomena, but I can safely say that I have never, in my life, seen a less convincing "attempt" at hunting and documenting the potential existence of UFO's, aliens and angels. I'm literally STILL in utter shock and awe at how fucking horrendous "Angel, Alien and UFO Encounters" was.

A balding old fuck is traveling around from New Orleans to Arizona to Pittsburgh, talking to various jack-offs who claim to have seen and photographed different types of alien space crafts and figures around their area...

The first guy they talk to is just a fat, bearded slob with fake-looking hair who claims to be a professional electrician who hunts UFO's, though every time you see him he's just holding a cheapie Sony camcorder and walking us through incomprehensibly blurry video of, what he claims to be, shape-shifting aliens. The next guy - another fat slob in a Hawaiian shirt - gives us a tedious rundown on a series of crude sketches he has done that apparently resemble various kinds of suspicious orbs he has seen hovering in the sky. He then shows off another sketch of a light pattern he witnessed one night... A SKETCH. Not a photograph. A fucking sketch... Then, there's about a 25-30 minute tour through the Arizona desert, courtesy of a scrawny moron with a hickey on his neck who attempts to explain vague Indian rock doodles and how they pertain to early alien visitors. The movie slowly wraps up after this by involving the mother a teenage girl who supposedly captured a UFO on camera and a group of morons hunting for "alien orbs" at night...

In all honesty, I'm not sure if the people in this really believed what they said and did or if they were just half-assing their way through an already shitty idea for an alien/ghosts doc. The latter possibility doesn't seem too far off, if you ask me, considering I just CANNOT bring myself to accept that there are actually people THIS fucking stupid walking this earth. I mean, pretty much anyone who claims to have spotted a UFO or ghostly apparition is an idiot or just a liar, but these dipshits... They were analyzing dirty camera lenses and pointing out alien faces in the fucking dirt specks! That's not even the worst! They were actually filming airplanes at night and calling them UFO's! Numerous times this happens! Also, they shined a flashlight beam on the back of a guy's head, snapped a photo and claimed that an "alien orb" was probing his mind... Streetlights glaring through trees. Balloons floating through the desert - captured on the most obscuring, shittiest quality video cameras. "Orbs" flying around that are clearly insects shot on night-vision cameras. Out-of-focus objects are studied ad nauseam by assholes asserting that the image is an alien morphing into demonic shapes. It goes on and on! These douche-rags saw UFO's EVERYWHERE!

"Angel, Alien and UFO Encounters" is either the most embarrassingly awful documentary ever made or the most hilarious 'mockumentary' ever made. If so, they really played it off well, cuz these fuckers looked dead serious. A fun thing to do while watching this movie is to play a drinking game my viewing companion and I invented. Put in this movie and every time one of these dumb shits says the world "anomaly", take a drink. That way, you'll get drunk and be able laugh your ass off at how goddamn asinine this piece of shit is. I can't in good conscience recommend it, but I still think it's a remarkable display of pure retardation that must be seen to be believed. It's quite an anomaly. Drink!

Wolf Creek (2005, Greg McLean)

Caught this one in the theater back when it came out and a few times since, including the other night and, despite all the love horror fans have given this one, I still don't see what the big fucking deal is... And I've granted it multiple views over the years.

Two girls and a guy are driving through the Australian outback, looking to visit a massive crater left by one of the biggest meteor strikes ever. After hanging around the big hole in the rainy desert, they come back to their car to find that it won't start. Thankfully, a helpful Aussie outdoorsman just so happens to be rolling through and offers to tow them back to his dwelling where he'll fix up their car. They chill with him for a little bit before falling asleep and waking up all bound and beaten in the clutches of the perverse madman...

Obviously, John Jarratt is fucking awesome as the burly, tourist-killing psychopath, Mick. Unfortunately, he feels underused here. Hell, the whole "horror" element feels underused in "Wolf Creek". It's just way too basic and I can't help but feel as though I only saw a small portion of a film, rather than a full feature. We've got an hour-long "build up" with the trio of dull soon-to-be victims before transitioning into the CHAOS in the blink of an eye! The tension hardly seems like it had a chance to register with the viewer before you're suddenly launched right into Mick roughing these bitches up. I just got the sense that an 'act' was missing from "Wolf Creek" - like a real ending, which was abrupt and unsatisfying here. And the whole "based on a true story" thing is a bit of a stretch. Apparently the film IS based LOOSELY on Aussie serial killer Ivan Milat (aka. The Backpacker Killer). Again, loosely based!

Like I said, Jarratt is really good and incredibly threatening and vicious as the killer here, but there just wasn't enough of him. All n' all, "Wolf Creek" is nothing special when it comes to backwoods horror. In fact, it's downright forgettable and FAR from "shocking" or "extreme", which was all I heard when this thing hit the cinemas some years back. The look of it is nice and the killer is cool, but it just wasn't enough for me. Sorry.

Ed Gein (2000, Chuck Parello)

I've heard quite a few people refer to "Ed Gein" (aka. "In the Light of the Moon") as a dull, soporific biographical representation of the notorious Wisconsin cannibal-killer's life and crimes. I don't agree, though 'viewer beware' - this is NOT a legit "horror" movie to be compared to other Gein-inspired flicks like "Deranged: Confessions of a Necrophile", "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" or "Psycho". So, in THAT regard, I could see some people being a bit 'put off' by the lack of out-and-out 'terror', but I certainly think that "Ed Gein" had it's strong points...

In case you're a fucking idiot: Ed Gein - also later known as "The Plainfield Butcher" - was a necrophiliac/cannibal/grave-robber/killer who was pegged for the murder of two local women around the mid-to-late 50's...

First and foremost, Steve Railsback pulls off a pretty fantastic Gein in this wacky, mentally disturbed and often sympathetic role. His awkward interactions with the other small town residents definitely give you some pertinent glimpses into a troubled mind and it was done well, in my humble opinion. They go into Gein's fucked up childhood pretty frequently - showing how much of an insane, Jesus-freak mother was and how lil' Eddie grew up all sexually repressed and distant. However, I DIDN'T like the whole mother-controlling-his-mind-from-beyond-the-grave angle they took during the Bernice Worden murder. That was a little ridiculous.

In terms of violence and gore, the film is very light. Most of it is implied, such as Gein being shown frying up gobbets of meat after Mary Hogan dies and another, very random shot of him decorating a 'severed' vagina with a bow. There's also the required scene of him dancing around in a flesh mask and human-titty shirt which is brief but kinda cool. Basically, it gives you what you'd expect from a biopic on Gein without being copiously 'abrasive' with the gore.

Overall, "Ed Gein" works as the more "official" cinematic rundown on the body collecting murderer, though the aforementioned films still reign supreme, of course. Check it out for Railsback's nutty, Gein-like performance and a fairly factual depiction of the true crimes he committed.