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"This girl had a scent about her. A scent of death."
Crazy random smutty daft. All of this rolls up one in this creaky oddball bargain-basement Canadian comedy horror shocker. It's a hard one to grasp, as sometimes you're not quite sure if this is suppose to be a comedy due to its over-the-top nature. Be it, it does have some witty remarks and tongue-in-cheek comic inclusions. But the problem here is that some sequences can be somewhat of a chore to sit through. Especially the long-winded dinner scene (the usual chat about psychology and the condition of the human brain) and drawn-out acts between the torture sequences.
The plot is just as makeshift as its production. A women who was committed for the horrific crime of her parents over two decades ago escapes from a mental hospital along with two other runaways to hunt down her sister. In what seems like revenge for keeping her committed, as she is her guardian. There she finds her sister working as a cook for a well-off, cynical pulp writer.
For me to go on would be only spoiling the story, but when she finds her sister. Then everything kind of goes pear shape. Making such little sense. Don't try to understand. As then it comes to its torture ceremony and this is where the story loses shape and becomes utter, unhinged hysteria. The director throws around cheap thrills, spotty decors and tacky blood splatter (although sometimes things do happen off-screen), only to heighten the nightmarish atmosphere and threatening anxiety the further along it transcends. The script is low brow, but there are some amusingly smarting remarks (John Haslett Cuff's writer character) and the human mind discussion (curing a diseased mind) feels like it's there to justify its twisted ending. The acting is on the raw side, but Darlene Mignacco's morbidly mania performance is downright uneasy especially in appearance.
A wickedly trashy low-rent psychotic horror comedy.
"You simply turned me into you".
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