Violence is not anything remotely new when it comes to Lucio Fulci flicks, or me. I'm used to the concept of violence itself; and most of the time I don't mind it in cinema. This is because most filmmakers have the capacity to put substance and moral redemption over content; but then there are some people who just don't know when to stop and how to make a good movie out of uneasy, disturbing people. With "The New York Ripper", Fulci has proved himself to be nothing more than a pig.
I mean, what else are you when you make movies as stupid, unnecessary, disturbing, and derivative as this? "The New York Ripper" is not only unoriginal and unexciting, but it's also disgusting. I wanted to look away from the screen a few times, and I almost did. I thought that Fulci intended to entertain with his fascination in the gore-effects department, but here he wants nothing more than for his audience to squirm in their seats. He will get his wish. I advise the squeamish to steer far away from this cruel, sleazy, perverted "horror film". They say that the "hardcore" horror fans, AKA the people who are as much of pigs as Lucio Fulci is for making this horrendous piece of shit, will enjoy the flick. Maybe they will. Maybe they'll get off to it. It's not my business what they to do with "The New York Ripper". All I know is that it made me feel like a rather dirty, mindless boy.
Why am I even reviewing it? When it's over, you feel like you have to clean all the sludge from each corner of your being. I'm still cleaning. The story here involves an ominous killer of women who stalks his prey in the shadows. He makes weird duck sounds whenever he closes in on his victims. He's a pervert; a voyeur, if you will. Oh, and better yet, he's also a sadist. Oh, joy!
And it seems he's been exercising his craft for a long time, and all this time, under the noses of the authorities. It first comes to the attention of the police that there's a killer in New York when, in the film's admittedly affective opening sequence, a man is playing fetch with his dog and the pooch brings back a decaying human hand in his mouth instead of a bit of wood.
The police attempt, many times, to find out just who this disgusting criminal is. He frequently calls the characters and makes the same ol' duck noises that we all know and love, and at one point, he even lets the police take part in the hearing of a torture session. So basically, they get to listen while he mutilates a woman's entire body with a razor blade. Oh, how fun.
The film is basically one bloody-disturbing set piece after another, with outlandishly gruesome scenes such as the one involving female-genital mutilation by broken bottle. Do I want to watch this kind of thing? Do I go to movies to ENJOY stuff like this? No, I do not. I suppose I was somewhat warned of the dark, dark depths that this film rests within, but I did not heed them; I kept going until I saw the film for myself. It is an official "video nasty", which is the only reason why anyone would want to seek it out. I don't know why they would anyways. This isn't entertainment. It's pure misogyny. Say what you want about movies such as "Antichrist"; this is filmmaking without the intent of art or entertainment. Thus, it has no purpose, it was pointless in its making, and it remains just as so.
It doesn't help that Lucio Fulci hires poor screenwriters (including himself) either. The dialogue here, dubbed or not, it just plain bad. And yes: that's VERY bad, if you must have specifics. So yeah, you basically get to throw up and seek out two sources of the vomit; one being the disturbing images, the other being the complete lack of coherence or substance. There's no commentary to be made here about serial killers, psychotics, or perverted voyeurs. Instead, we just get a movie all about rape, sex, violence, blood, gore, and ugliness from the darkest corners of the earth. It's not often that I give any film the ol' "zero", but this is a special occasion. And I will celebrate it by forgetting this film, and if I ever get so extreme about my hatred for it, I'll make sure it can no longer be accessed. You say that's excessive? Well, so is liking, or making, this film. And there's no stopping either, now that it is made, and it has been watched. Let's bury it together.
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