Superstar Female Serial Killer

Ed Wood, it seems, is alive and well, and working under the name of "Chris Morrissey." Only now, instead of making hopelessly inept knock-offs of Universal horror movies, he's been inspired by '90s hipster bloodbaths like Scream and Natural Born Killers. It's hard to know where to start on this incompetent-in-every-way Z-grade movie about a film student so eager to be famous that she dresses up as "The Vice Stalker" (a.k.a. the Scream killer with an alien mask instead of a ghost one) and attacks her own actors. There's the cast, with names like Vickie Velvet, Share Fantasia, and Veneta, apparently none of whom have ever taken an acting lesson in their lives. There's the soundtrack, which features no effects, constant ambient noise, and a score that sounds as though it was composed on a $5 synthesizer purchased at Bargain Clown Mart. There's the killer's knife, which bends even as it's supposedly drawing blood. There's the fact that every straight male character is extremely effeminate. There's the dialogue ("I feel really awful that I got you hooked on drugs"; "I almost died, I prob'ly got brain damage now!") And in spite of the fact that the whole thing is shot on video, making retakes a snap, there are scenes with obvious line flubs in them! And yet it's all somehow quite compelling, for the first 45 minutes, anyway. If you're into this sort of thing, light up a big fat blunt, park your rear end in the back row of the theater, and laugh your fool head off.