It is the Board's carefully considered view that to issue a certificate to MURDER-SET-PIECES, even if statutorily confined to adults, would involve risk of harm within the terms of the Video Recordings Act 1984, would be inconsistent with the Board's Guidelines, and would be unacceptable to the public.The Board considered whether the issue could be dealt with through cuts. Young children are among those terrorised and killed. There is a clear focus on sex or sexual behaviour accompanied by non-consensual pain, injury and humiliation.
At the Village East, 12th Street and Second Avenue.MURDER SET PIECES is a US made feature focussing on the activities of a psychopathic sexual serial killer, who, throughout the film, is seen raping, torturing and murdering his victims.
Unrated (disgusting violence, unrelenting gore, nudity, sex). Instead, you’ll be shocked to learn $2.2 million was spent on this low-rent exercise in misogyny. I found the rape / killing scenes viewable because of the extreme amounts of. A fashion photographer exposes his demented childhood and zooms his evil lens on the oldest profession under the moon, in quite possibly the most notorious serial killer film ever made. I actually found this film more disturbing than Murder Set Pieces due. and a limited director’s cut was issued before Lionsgate released an R rated cut which removed over twenty-three minutes of footage, making it the most heavily censored film in cinema history. With Sven Garrett, Cerina Vincent, Tony Todd, Gunnar Hansen. Further still, Murder-Set-Pieces was refused classification outright in the U.K.
We’re supposed to be shocked (shocked!) to learn that the killer is a descendant of Nazis whose prostitute mother was murdered when he was young. Murder-Set-Pieces: Directed by Nick Palumbo. Cinema’s Most Terrifying Sex Scenes Alfred Hitchcock once delivered a disturbing bit of directorial advice: Film your love scenes like murders, and your murders like love scenes. By night, he rapes, tortures. (No explanation is offered for the absence of parents – either the character’s or the actress’, who should be jailed for letting their daughter star in this ultra-violent dreck.) The film follows a wealthy immigrant serial killer: a German photographer, who leads a double life: by day he shoots erotic photos. In what passes as a plot, there’s some thread about the killer’s romance with a ridiculously lovesick girl, whose savvier younger sister is suspicious of him. There’s little mystery or suspense here: We learn the identity of our amoral serial killer, The Photographer (the talentless Sven Garrett), from the opening scene (though we never get to learn his name).įrom then on, he proceeds on a one-man killing spree through the brothels of Las Vegas, brutally eliminating prostitutes and call girls with any and every weapon on his arsenal – straight razor, chainsaw, nail and cross – without attracting the attention of even one cop. The internet hype surrounding Murder Set Pieces has been immense, partly due to the involvement of the ToeTag Pictures special effects team, and partly due to well-placed members of the ToeTag Street Team planted in various horror communities across the web.
In fact, Palumbo’s idea of filmmaking seems to be running through a mental checklist of torture and sexual perversion. Review: A nameless photographer (Sven Garrett) leads a double life as a Nazi-obsessed serial killer, secretly abducting beautiful girls whom he rapes, tortures. You are going to watch this for the nastiness and the gore, not for some deep psychological insight. (There’s even a bodyless head in a mufflerless car.) Murder, Set, Pieces is not Shakespeare it is not some great artistic masterpiece it is a nasty, brutal slasher/gore flick. “Murder-Set-Pieces” aspires to be a highly stylized exploration of the mind of a serial killer, but it’s nothing more than a gory, bloodsoaked snuff film, reveling in its own shock value as women are stabbed, strangled, raped and mutilated in every conceivable – and a few inconceivable – ways. That such footage should be used so gratuitously proves just how soulless writer/director/sadist Nick Palumbo truly is. THE most disturbing scene in “Murder-Set-Pieces” is one we know all too well – that heartbreaking shot of the scarred towers burning, the plumes of smoke reaching to the sky.