What a gem of shitness this is. An undeniably poor film but packed with acting so bad it bends space time, toe curling dialogue like “doesn’t the idea of an etruscan burial tomb turn you on?” or “If you think all this is going to have an effect on me well it has!” and a killer who instead of a knife uses a hollow metal pipe that clangs comedically every time it bludgeons a victim. So plenty to like about it too.
King.
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