a montage prologue and quite obviously manufacture by the bless maniac who actually choose to distribute this thing and try to convince u that the comic impact of this staggeringly incompetent bit of nothing be entirely deliberate . don not you believe it represent this be to lloyd kaufman a andy warhol be to herschel gordon lewis . it be so thoroughgoing in it project of torture it hypothetical audience that it seem like some kind of misanthropic negationist art installation and only it can not be because it be so completely bereft of self consciousness . a obnoxious and ugly a thing or frozen scream and this manage to up the ante by recycle itself with a maddeningly bald insistence that have to be see to be believe . a hitchcock style shoot by shot analysis of and say and the attack on the cardio girl might yield twenty edits and perhaps three minute of footage only the sequence be ten minute long . you want to believe that this started life a a slightly more bearable short subject and except if you take away the repetition what leave would be far less fascinating represent eg . when the fiend do enter the room and he only inspire extend and highly apathetic and utterly blank stare from his imminent ( offscreen ) victim . repeat this scenario about four time and in marginally varied setting while bridge these with perhaps thirty line of dialogue total while offer up actor even more hateful and lethargic than those in the above mention classic while and grace u with a monster comprise gauze and ketchup and one yellow spock ear and and you have get a movie too mind boggle to refuse and a working definition of bad . i be proud to own it .