VEGAS SERIAL KILLER
(director/writer: Ray Dennis Steckler; cinematographer:
Ray Dennis Steckler; editor: Ray
Dennis Steckler; cast: Pierre Agostino (Jonathan
Klick), Ron Jason (Clarence),
Chris Cave (Jack),
Matthias Merlin (Radio Announcer); Runtime: 75;
MPAA Rating: NR; producer: Ray Dennis Steckler;
Sinister Cinema; 1986)
"Steckler strips it clean of any drama and concentrates solely on the killer tracking down his vics and strangling them, in a number of repetitive murders."
Reviewed by Dennis Schwartz
exploitation cult filmmaker Ray Dennis Steckler ("Hollywood Strangler
the Skid Row Slasher"/"Wild Guitar"/"
Teenage Hustler") in this oddball experimental film, with sparse
dialogue and a slight story, focuses his attention on
a psychotic serial killer, Jonathan Klick (Pierre Agostino), working the Las Vegas
Boulevard during the day to get his women prey. The
low-budget pic is made in a tongue-and-cheek sick
humor fashion, without any pretense to art or
conventional filmmaking techniques. Steckler strips
it clean of any drama and concentrates solely on the
killer tracking down his vics and strangling them, in
a number of repetitive murders. If you get your
jollies from watching the fear on the faces of
attractive semi-naked women getting choked to death by
a lunatic, then this pic has found its targeted viewer
as it captures that ghastly moment better than any
other pic I could think of off-hand.
After serving six years of
a life sentence in a Nevada prison, confessed Las
Vegas and Hollywood serial killer Klick is released by
the incompetent judicial system on a technicality and
immediately corpses of photo models, a secretary, a
stripper and prostitutes start showing up in Las
Vegas. At the same time, two low-life male muggers, Clarence and Jack (Ron
Jason and Chris Cave), who love to make nasty sexist
comments on the women they ogle on the street, start
out robbing women of their purses, but then move up
the crime chain by getting implicated in the
strangulation murder of a secretary when they
severely mug her boss and are identified by him.
The seedy grindhouse film devalues women as
merely sexual objects and men loom only as exploiters
of women. There's no bright light in Steckler's pic, a
sleazy worthless film that's so bad it's even at the
bottom end of his 28 film opus.
REVIEWED ON 8/31/2011 GRADE: C
Dennis Schwartz: "Ozus' World Movie Reviews"
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