Murder-Set-Pieces (2004) — This movie was... wow. It felt at times as though it was trying to get me to sympathise with the photographer, but he was a fucking Nazi and a killer. Sorry, I’m good. Really, all this reminded me of was Killing Stalking; it was trying way too hard to be an insightful, deep look into the mind of a serial killer, when in reality, it was a sad, one-dimensional excessive take on what I can only describe as the closest thing to a snuff film. It tries to be gory and nasty, but it hardly does that. Nothing in this movie shocked me nor did anything gross me out. Most of the kills happened off-camera, with nothing more than a blood spray to the photographer’s face. The grossest thing in this movie is how unsanitary the photographer’s secret room is. With all that blood everywhere, you’re just asking to get caught. It’s a complete waste of time, unless you’re looking for a good laugh. It’s an awful movie made by a talentless director. The performance given by Sven Garrett is so fucking terrible, it was far more entertaining than the movie itself. The movie tried to shock viewers, but all it left was a feeling of utter disappointment. You’d be better off watching a Saw movie.
plot — a photographer leads a double life; by day, he takes pictures of women, and by night, he slaughters them.
main cast — Sven Garrett, Jade Risser, Tony Todd, Valerie Baber, Gunnar Hansen.