Ron Atkins gives us the first of two movies featuring Las Vegas psycho, Harry Russo (John Giancaspro), driven to commit a series of atrocities by hidden voices from Rubberneck, a ventriloquist doll given to him by his girlfriend Drew (Jasmin Putnam). The film balances outrageous humour and gross-out scenes of violence as we follow Harry on a cocaine fuelled rape/murder spree. First, we get the obligatory shower scene in which a sexy hooker soaps her breasts, backside, and rubs herself before retiring, starkers, to the bedroom, for a bit of naughty phone sex. We get point of view shot from Harry as he enters, and throttles her before indulging in his favourite pastime; Necrophilia. Next he kills a hooker, after she's given him a blowjob, stabs his shrink, kills Drew, and assorted lowlifes, as he snorts what must be over a grand’s worth of Charlie, and taking resorts to wearing ridiculous blonde wig, and lipstick, and prance about with his weaponry for all to see (Giancaspro ensures he has a quick fiddle before tackling these scenes to ensure it doesn’t look small on camera, as evidenced by a dwindling hard-on in some shots), utters non-stop expletives, tries a bit of disco dancing, chops off his finger, knocks a couple out, licks his hand clean, shoots up.... you get the picture! The gore is pretty amateurish, but Giancaspro is great; this is certainly the guy to invite to the Mother-in-Law’s funeral. Despite some annoying camera effects, the film does deliver on the shock front, and has a fair bit of full-frontal for all tastes (or, rather for those who lack any).