Here’s a film that couldn’t decide whether it wanted to be No Country for Old Men or Halloween, so it decided on Mission: Impossible. And, yes, none of that seems right. I didn’t write the film.
It’s winter in Colby, Kansas, when Psycho Killer -yes, that is literally the character name the film went with- stops by the road, encouraging a visit from the police. It doesn’t seem like he wants to answer questions as to why he stopped, but he -seemingly- waits for another cop to pull up before he shoots the first. Bad luck for Psycho Killer (James Preston Rogers) and witness (Georgina Campbell), for the witness cop was married to the man Psycho Killer just shot in front of her.
In a move that smacks of “Isn’t anybody doing their job?” Jane Archer (Campbell) abandons her job to go after the murderer, literally making it her life to chase Psycho Killer down and end him. Ok, great movie plot, but … isn’t anyone doing their job? I mean, Psycho Killer has already started a killing spree that has left at least dozen victims in his trail since he started three states ago. This is what the FBI does, right? It sees the pattern, works the clues, and anticipates where to find this asshole and bring him to justice. It is ridiculous to imagine that job is in better hands with a pissed off rogue cop. I mean, first of all, you don’t have access to the volume of information that the FBI has.
Oh, screw it. It’s your film.
Psycho Killer is looking for something, doncha know? And he’s sharing cryptic clues with Satanists in papers nobody reads. At one point, our villain needs some meds, hence tails a pharmacist to her place of work. Then he waits out while she goes through an entire shift, only killing her for the keys once she’s done.
Now that is evil.
Seriously.
I mean, killing some nobody cop doing his thing, sure, that’s evil. But it’s kinda “ho hum” evil. You deserve the 
chair and you’ll get it for cop-killing for sure. But making somebody work their entire shift and then kill them before they even get downtime? EVIL! EVIL, I TELLS YA!
I don’t wish to give away the ending, but for Lord-know-what-reason, this film went from individual murders to James Bond doomsday. Considering the “mastermind” is just an oversized doofus in a gas mask, I really didn’t expect to invoke Ernst Stavro Blofeld, knowwhatI’msayin’? As is, Psycho Killer will probably excite a few horror junkies, and maybe a few feminists, and while the basics seem better put together than the average slasher film, I’m still not recommending it.
There once was a widow named Jane
Her hubby cop was shot in the lane
She vowed that very day
She’d make that killer pay
Or become just another of his slain
Rated R, 91 Minutes
Director: Gavin Polone
Writer: Andrew Kevin Walker
Genre: Big man, no morals, sharp tools
Type of being most likely to enjoy this film: Fans of horror, maybe?
Type of being least likely to enjoy this film: Satanists
