El asesino de muñecas

Some delusional psychopath is fetishizing dolls to arouse his murderous obsession because of his dead sister and his abusive parents(?). I think. Killer Of Dolls is one of those movies to where the producers probably gave the filmmakers $50,000 and ten tons of smack and said "make a f···Ing movie about some r·tard's obsession with dolls." Anyways, this is a psychological thriller that is very bizarre and oddly directed. Maybe it's because I'm not familiar with Spanish style of filmmaking or maybe they just suck at making coherent movies but this looked spontaneous and all over the place. But even with its inconsistent tone and kooky direction, I was, somehow, able to comprehend this torrent of lunacy and it's psychological aspects. It also has plentiful bizarre and creepy moments too which makes the film more interesting like the usage of dolls and mannequins. It also has questionable moments because at one point I thought this male protagonist was gonna dry hump butt slam some little boy wearing these short shorts. Woo wee, dodged a bullet with that one. Wow! Anyways, I found Killer Of Dolls to be a unique piece of filmmaking and it should be viewed at least once by people who like cult, strange or obscure films.

I'm probably being rather generous here, but I enjoyed the film and found David Rocha's performance so bizarre it was mesmerising. Director Michael Skaife wrote and acted but only directed two other films. Rocha make a reasonable number of films, including a small part in Bunuel's That Obscure Object of Desire and not much larger part in Naschy's Night of the Werewolf. But back to the surreal film before us and that extraordinary performance by Rocha. Many horror films allude to manikins and dolls by way of introducing something of the uncanny but here there is barely a scene without one or the other or lots and Rocha seems to have been asked to move as if he too were some plastic zombie. Effective and strange and the teaming of him with a young lad who looks more like a young girl just ratchets up the weirdness. There is a back story surrounding his upbringing and the presence of a countess underplayed by Helga Line and of course there is death and destruction. indeed the film starts at a pace it barely lets up as we helter skelter from mangled dolls and manikin heads to the real thing. The music varies from sublime to something you might expect in a TV quiz show but never mind, there is surely enough here to keep the lover of the obscure well happy.

When his grounds keeper parents go on vacation, a troubled young man fends off the advances of a lascivious Countess while romancing her virginal daughter on a large rural estate...

Made in Spain during Franco's regime, this lop-sided "Lady Chatterly's Lover" may sound like soft-core soap opera but the gardener's son, Paul, hates lovemaking and dons a porcelain doll's mask to murder any woman he catches in the act. The killer's identity is revealed early on with reasons going back to childhood so what suspense there is comes from wondering how the romantic complications could possibly turn out well. Complicating matters is a mixed-message homo-eroticism with the slightly effeminate anti-hero constantly cavorting in either tight short-shorts or his underwear when he isn't in a bed, bath, or shower and his only friend is a like-minded little boy who goes missing, of course. It's set almost entirely in and around a lonely landed manor house with lots of mannequins, doll mutilations and cheesy hallucinations for scenery and may not be very well made but some stabbing, throat-slashing, decapitation, at-home heart surgery, and handsome Helga Liné (a European Alison Hayes) as "The Countess" make this worth a peek. I don't know what I'd call DOLLS besides a silly slice of Eurotrash but "giallo" isn't exactly the first thing that springs to mind even though it's been sold as such. Writer/director Miguel Madrid (aka Michael Skaife) made just three films including the campy NECROPHAGUS (aka GRAVEYARD OF HORROR 1971) and this was the debut of androgynous star David Rocha who went on to not make his mark in such diverse films as Luis Bunuel's THAT OBSCURE OBJECT OF DESIRE (1977), GARY COOPER, WHO ART IN HEAVEN (1980) and NIGHT OF THE WEREWOLF (1981) before fading back into obscurity by the mid-80s.

After his sister died, Paul (David Rocha) was raised as a girl by his grieving mother, who made her son wear dresses and gave him dolls to play with; now, as a young man, Paul is very disturbed, wearing a doll mask and wig to go out and kill women, who he mistakes for mannequins. When not out murdering, gardener's son Paul is busy trying to avoid the advances of his boss, Condesa Olivia (Helga Liné), while romancing her pretty daughter Audrey (Inma de Santis). Of course, Paul's love for Audrey is doomed since he struggles to tell her apart from the mannequins he despises.

If you're a fan of really odd films, then The Killer of Dolls is a must see: the plot is extremely bizarre, with plenty of random weirdness (my favourite scene: the hippy rock band who appear out of nowhere to perform a groovy song), but it is the central performance by Rocha that makes the film something really special. Rocha's acting technique is truly remarkable, the guy doing nothing the way one might expect: he stands strangely, he runs strangely, he kisses strangely, he showers strangely, he laughs strangely. In short, he's bloody strange, which is great because his character is not exactly normal (his best friend is a little kid in tiny shorts who likes to burn dolls!).

Writer/director Miguel Madrid delivers a few brutal death scenes - a decapitation, a stabbing with scissors, and a sharp garden implement in the face - but the effects are laughably cheap: when Audrey is shown after having had her heart removed, the wound is wholly unconvincing and de Santis is clearly moving.

If I'm totally honest, this is not a good film, but I had such a fun time with the insanely daft nature of the whole thing that I can't bring myself to rate it poorly. 7.5/10, rounded up to 8 for that song, and the hilarious dancing that goes with it.

The Killer of Dolls (1975) - original title: El asesino de muñecas, is one of the all time most bizarre movies I've ever seen! It seems to have elements of the Italian Giallo genre but with a very Spanish twist (it was made during Franco's regime.) Basically it's a study in abnormal psychology.

I found it so over the top bizarre and strange that although I'm sure it was intended to be a serious horror film it at times is so outrageously bizarre that it is absurdly humorous. And I see that as a good thing! It's a very, very weird move that does not always go where you expect it to go and may shock some viewers. They could never get away with making this movie today! The 1970s were even more weird than the psychedelic late 1960s.

One of the themes of this movie is the odd "friendship" between the protagonist Paul (...you know...the guy who likes to dress up as a doll and works in a doll factory then steals the dolls to dissect and 'kill' them...) and a neighborhood boy of around 9 named Robert (played by Rafael 'Indio' González Jr.) Paul bonds with the chubby looking boy Robert who comes to the park daily with his Grandfather. Robert enjoys smashing dolls and setting things on fire. Paul connects with the bratty kid's anarchy and rage.

There seems to be a strange undercurrent of homoerotic lust in Paul for Robert (and Robert is blissfully unaware of anything...always so cheerful, naive and guileless.) But this is not your ordinary horror movie...don't expect a happy ending. In fact it left me wondering...whatever became of Robert? Strange, weird, bizzare, absurdly over the top, sometimes disturbing movie. Keep an open mind and just go with it. If you hate weird movies you won't like it. But I liked it because it is indeed so beyond weird that it is entertaining.