Formerly prestigious film editor Rey Ciso (a fine performance by Adam Brooks) makes do cutting together trashy exploitation flicks after losing four fingers on his right hand. When folks involved in the latest picture Rey's working on start meeting gruesome untimely ends, naturally Rey gets pegged as the prime suspect behind the murders.
Writer/director Brooks and Michael Kennedy astutely capture the more gloriously lurid and outrageous aspects of 70's Italian giallo horror fare while also gleefully poking madcap fun at same: We've got a ridiculously convoluted plot full of absurd twists and turns, deliciously excessive blood-spurting violence, pulsating music, colorful characters, scorching hot kinky sex, stylish widescreen cinematography, overripe dialogue, a pleasing plenitude of tasty bare female skin, and even a totally bonkers surprise ending.
Moreover, it's acted with zest by an enthusiastic cast: Paz de la Huerta as faded starlet Josephine Jardin, Matthew Kennedy as pesky macho inspector Peter Porfiry, Conor Sweeney as vapid blonde hunk Cal Konitz, Udo Kier as flaky shrink Dr. Casini, Laurence Harvey as the helpful Father Clarke, Kevin Anderson as crude producer Francesco Mancini, Samantha Hill as eager apprentice Bella, Tristan Risk as the lusty Veronica, and Brett Donahue as stuck-up jerk Claudio Berti. A delightfully over-the-top treat.