How many lame, misrepresented serial killer movies have disgraced the hard work of some of the best killers by terrible casting, often replacing the usually average unattractive majority of psychopaths with chiseled jaw B movie rejects who have no real idea the personality of who they are supposed to mimic. Nothing is worse than the awkward, shy behavior of Jeffrey Dahmer being ruined by some crappy actor talking like a tough guy to his victim with some shit written action movie type one-liners before a lame camera trick murder scene. Sure, there are quite a few decent ones. Usually its a decently casted actor with mildly crappy dialogue and over-dramatized kill scenes. The Ed Gein one, the Ted Bundy one, the Chikatilo one are not too terrible. The Dahmer, Gacy, Zodiac, and Henry:Portrait Of A Serial Killer are examples of the garbage that are abominations to actual art of the killers they fail to portray. What is truly sad is one of the most brutal, true to life killer flicks has been under the radar since its conception. Although the budget was lacking in comparison to the other inferior productions, the comparisons to the real killers is spot on, and the brutality of actual murder is so well captured. "Confessions Of A Serial Killer" is fearless in its quest to accurately show the sexual sadistic realities, and the genuine lack of intelligence and hillbilly glory of the murders of Henry Lee Lucas an Otis Toole. This movie is so brutal, its the closest you will ever get to feel the savagery of a real home invasion/bondage/dual rape and the concluding simultaneous orgasm and death. The "Cum and Go"... Check it out if you dare, and if you are lucky enough to find the vhs and a vcr that still works....
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