WillSushyMedia This movie was so-so. It had it's moments, but wasn't the greatest.

Catangro After playing with our expectations, this turns out to be a very different sort of film.

BelSports This is a coming of age storyline that you've seen in one form or another for decades. It takes a truly unique voice to make yet another one worth watching.

Adeel Hail Unshakable, witty and deeply felt, the film will be paying emotional dividends for a long, long time.

Woodyanders Awkward and unhinged loner Tony (a creepy and convincing portrayal by Bob Meyer) works at a mannequin factory. One day Tony decides to stop being a peeping tom and graduates to stalking women prior to strangling them and having sex with their corpses.Director Barry Mahon keeps the deliciously depraved story moving along at a reasonable pace, makes fine use of various grimy New York City locations complete with choice footage of Times Square in all its awesomely seedy 60's glory, maintains a leering sleazy tone throughout, and, naturally, delivers oodles of tasty gratuitous distaff nudity. Toothsome blonde Uta Erickson acquits herself well (and bares her nice body) as a mean hooker while Bob Gran amuses as Tony's overbearing boss. Moreover, this movie offers a few inspired loopy moments, with Tony's ill-advised "date" with a mannequin head rating as a definite gut-busting highlight. The grainy cinematography provides a suitably scroungy look. Worth a watch for aficionados of tawdry adults only exploitation fare.

Scott LeBrun Poor Tony (Bob Meyer). A lowly employee in a mannequin factory, he's shy, lonely, and awkward. His co-workers are able to gab about their sexual escapades, but not him. Completely inept around women, Tony resorts to a pretty drastic move. Then something is set off inside him, and he begins to strangle the voluptuous young beauties of Times Square.This is one of the lesser movies to be found on Something Weird multi-movie sets, to be sure. Undemanding devotees of the sexploitation genre may find some appeal in ogling bare breasts for the better part of one hour, and not care whether there's an actual story or not. The girl watching can only do so much for a tale with no real style, a limited amount of depravity, and characters who are all ciphers.The truth is that not very much ever happens in "The Sex Killer". Even though this thing runs a mere 56 minutes, there's notable padding, as we see Tony and others go through the motions at work, and as Tony spends ample time leering at topless rooftop sunbathers through his newly purchased binoculars."The Sex Killer" doesn't really have anything to distinguish it other than the spectacle of seeing Tony take a mannequin head on a DATE. The acting is actually fairly decent, especially from Meyer, and the persistent rock soundtrack is pretty groovy.While this viewer commends those folks at Something Weird for unearthing as many trashy obscurities like this as possible, not all of them can be winners.Five out of 10.

reptilicus Mention the name "Barry Mahon" to film buffs and most of the time you will get a blank stare. Students of the Adults Only subgenre might bring up THE BEAST THAT KILLED WOMEN and hopefully soon people will be discussing THE DEAD ONE, a serious terror thriller that has just been rediscovered. Barry is also responsible for this film, a moody black and white drama that had a lot of potential which went unrealised. The plot (oh yes there's a plot) centers on Tony, a quiet guy who works in a warehouse that makes mannequins for department stores. Tony appears to be a shy fellow who seldom says three complete sentences in a whole day and lives a Spartan existence in his barely furnished apartment. One day Tony asks his boss if he can take a mannequin home. When he is turned down Tony "borrows" a head and actually takes it on a date! He takes it to a bar and talks to it while the bartender looks on and shakes his head. (The bar, like all other locations in this film, is a real one and that was probably the real bartender playing himself. The look on his face is meant to apply to Tony, the character in the film but you can imagine he was watching the scene being filmed and thought "The things some guys will do for a job.") Tiring of his bodiless date Tony buys some binoculars and sneaks into a high rise apartment to spy on women sunbathing topless on the roofs of the walkup apartments nearby. This is an interesting look at how much easier life was when this was filmed. The apartment we see has no doorman and it is relatively easy for Tony to sneak in a side door and go up to the roof. In fact he does it several times in the movie and is never stopped even once! This is where Mr. Mahon separates us from reality a little too well. Reel-istically all of the women Tony spies on are attractive but notice how the camera angle changes frequently as he spies on them. We are supposed to see what Tony is seeing through his binoculars, so how can the angle of his vision keep changing? Just keep saying "It's only a movie." Even spying is not enough after a while and Tony starts stalking the women he spies on and strangles them to death. Of course since he never bothers to cover his tracks it is only a matter of time (and not much time either, this movie runs less than one hour) before Tony comes to the end of the road. You can see that for yourself though; I won't spoil the end for you. I wondered how this movie would have looked had it been done without dialogue (qv., DEMENTIA (a/k/a DAUGHTER OF HORROR)). The dialogue really adds nothing to the plot except something to laugh at; it is the visuals that hold our interest. Not a classic, but not wholly unwatchable either. The nudity and violence blend into the plot well and even the abrupt ending does not seem to be contrived. Nicely done, but not the sort of movie you can watch over and over.

thomandybish From the sick sixties comes this little film, concerning Tony, a frustrated loner who works in a mannequin factory and uses binoculars to spy on topless sunbathing women. To stave off his loneliness, Tony steals a mannequin head from a beauty salon and takes it to a bar. From there it's on to killing women and having sex(off screen)with their corpses. In between the various murders we're treated to various women lounging around topless and changing clothes, along with lingering, fetishistic shots of rows of naked mannequins in the factory. Of interest to students of grindhouse cinema and people who like their nudies gritty and grim.