If you read the synopsis and are aware of where this is going, you’re probably curious to know how the creators pulled off such a ludicrous concept. The killer’s M.O. is ridiculous yet could actually work surprisingly well in real life. There’s math to it. Call it poetic justice. Can’t say that I connected with the characters, though. I never got to know them.
This film is the very definition of “voluntary simplicity”. If you’re used to Z movies, you probably know what you’re getting into. It’s like all the budget went into pizza. The score smothers voices, most scenes are poorly lit, and the camera is impersonal. I couldn’t help but wonder what The Killing Death would be with a budget, because the hook is amusing and evocative.
The film is one-part slasher, one-part detective procedural, and all ambiance. It’s the kind of project that makes you want to get off you butt and shoot a movie. For all your fart and sex joke needs, there is The Killing Death. If it’s gore you want, there’s some of that, too. Herschell Gordon Lewis would be proud. Great hook, good atmosphere, but the money just isn’t there.