For a sick and twisted cult fanatic like myself, who has seen practically everything already, the movie possibly couldn't start any better. Within the first three minutes, there's a psychopath with an S&M mask butchering a 5-year-old by planting an ax in her little chest and then literally putting his pompous foot on her body to pull it back out. That is sick! That is loathsome! That is
awesome! Of course, right after (and even during already, to be honest) the initial euphoria, it becomes painfully apparent that "Mad Mutilator" is a Z-grade amateur movie without a script, without equipment, without involvement of anyone who ever worked in the film industry, without suspense building, without continuity or without sense of subtleness. We can easily explain this, by the way. N.G. Mount, the writer / director / producer / lead actor and editor of "Mad Mutilator" is actually just an ordinary Parisian video store clerk who enjoys making movies in his spare time and this is his masterpiece.
The titular freak, apparently called Ogroff, is a deeply deranged cannibalistic maniac who lives in the woods and slaughters happy families when they stop near his hideout place to have some rest or a picnic. He's a real bad-ass because he disembowels the body of the child in front of her chained but conscious mother. He also pops out people's car trunks and we learn that he masturbates with his ax. Yes, that looks as bizarre as it sounds. Obviously, "Mad Mutilator" is a terrible piece of trash in every meaning of the term. The introduction of new characters takes approximately seven minutes. That's SEVEN minutes of staring at people playing chess in the woods and listening to atrocious electro music. The special effects and stunts, however, are beyond stupendous. When Ogroff pushes one of the victims' cars off a cliff, it's clearly just a matchbox car thrown in a sink. Another nifty trick Mr. N.G. Mount repeatedly takes advantage of is playing the soundtrack of another film (my guess a Hong-Kong martial arts flick) over the action sequences. The sub plots, allegedly added to increase the tension, are magnificent and 100% plausible. There's a girl investigating the strange disappearances in the area and she goes off wandering in the woods all by herself. What a genius! She also must be some sort of bionic woman because she pulls a guy's head right off! Unfortunately, for her, he wasn't the mad mutilator. The battle between Ogroff with his ax and a random woodchopper with his chainsaw is quite cool and incredibly messy, but unnecessarily stretched. The last bit of logic completely vanishes when suddenly an army of zombies crawl out of Ogroff's basement (well
hole in the ground) and the whole thing turns into a lame "Night of the Living Dead" imitation.
"Mad Mutilator" is amateur film-making at its most primitive and shameless. This kind of movie plays in the same league as Andreas Schnaas' "Violent S**t" and Don Swan's "Goremet: Zombie Chef from Hell". In other words, the kind of movie that automatically makes you think stuff like: "How come my mates and I haven't made any movies yet? If this guy can do, certainly ours would be better". You're probably right, too, but suppose it fails as well
Do you really want to see your name irredeemably linked to something like this? "Mad Mutilator" is unendurable for sane persons, but if you already spent a lifetime watching obscure and controversial horror movies, this is a true gem! Besides, it's somewhat admirable that N.G. Mount managed to convince no less than Howard Vernon (regular French horror actor) to make a very brief appearance.
