Determined to offend as much as possible, he includes not just gratuitous 9-11 footage, but also a sequence featuring a crying, hysterical toddler clutching Mommy’s savaged corpse.To anyone who has taken so much as a cursory glance at my reviews it should be abundantly clear that I am an incredibly strong supporter of free speech. Still, one must give Palumbo credit for showmanship. Yet the filmmaking is too literal-minded to approach the surreal satire toward which “American Psycho” nudged similar content. Pic’s nastiness is so insistent, one-dimensional and excessive it risks self-parody. No insight is given into the Photog’s diseased mind except for a few vague childhood flashbacks and the declaration “I am the bastard son of a goddamn whore!” Its female victims are painted as giggly, teasing and vapid. It would require heavy mental lifting to make a case for “Murder-Set-Pieces” as a critique of a violent society.

It’s a relief when the movie digresses to an adult-bookstore massacre involving trigger-happy robbers. Only desultory pauses occur between “set-pieces” wherein young, mostly blonde, body-beautiful women are raped, tortured and killed in myriad ways. (Pic has no compunctions about depicting graphic violence against children.) Only suspense comes when Jade sneaks into the villain’s house following the disappearances of both her sister and best friend. After Photog drops the inexplicably distraught Charlotte, Nazi ubermensch stalks Jade and her friends. Sole person with suspicions about him, in fact, is 11-year-old Jade (Jade Risser), who takes an immediate dislike to older hairdresser sister Charlotte’s (Valerie Baber) creepy new “boyfriend.”ĭuring an uncomfortable dinner at the Photog’s home, Jade notes a family photo of grandpa standing proudly next to Hitler. Though Photog leaves a mile-wide trail of incriminating evidence and bodies, neither the public nor police notice.

Arguably, the usually naked, blood-drenched, screaming actresses would have been less degraded by a porn flick.) (Filmmakers boast myriad roles such as “Basement Girl #6” and “Hooker #3” were played by real-life practitioners of those trades, plus a couple adult film stars. The Photographer (Sven Garrett), a brawny twentysomething Teuton with a boyish look and permanent glower, yells German epithets at the bar pickups, showgirls, strippers and prostitutes who comprise his victims.

Murder set pieces 2004