Not as good as the sequel, "The Girl Who Can't Even".
Terrible, even for Ferrara. That said, if you like NYC grime and film grain, you may enjoy this. Driller Killer is so gritty, your cat could poop in it.
If you are able to track down the earlier DVD with Abel's solo commentary (not the later release with commentary hosted by some critic), this film is absolutely 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟. I'm not sure how much sizzurp Ferrara drank before recording, but it's absolutely to the film's benefit and should not be missed.
The ultimate authoritarian nightmare. Law enforcement as out of control monster, whose lust for death is indiscriminate, all powerful, and inexplicable. As much the zenith of the police state as he is the failure of it, and the personification of modern masculinity's inability (née unwillingness) to conform to the demands of civilization.
A prime Bruce Campbell and his chin spar with the incredible practical effect that is Robert Z'dar and his CHIN. The film wisely delays unveiling Z'dar, making his…
As is usual with Jean Rollin, he uses beautiful young people as a gateway drug to seduce the viewer into an existential confrontation. Young lovers make for a picnic in a local cemetery; the mood veers from playful to panicked, before careening into the void we all eventually face. The normal Rollin signifiers are all here -- sensuous and vaguely foreboding atmosphere, mortal anxiety and obsession, and the lithe, limber flesh the director's camera so covets. Not pornographic enough to…