Thatís a pretty good question. Itís not really about anything. Mostly the film is an anthology of brutal killings, nudity, and people vomiting. Those are occasionally interrupted by slightly pretentious musings like, ďI donít know whatís left of me, but you can f*ck it if you want.Ē
No. In fact itís not a movie. Itís more like Girls Gone Wild if those videos featured bulimia and graphic violence. And vomiting. Donít forget the vomiting. Thereís so much hurling (including one scene where a guy pukes up a just eaten brain into the skull cavity of his victim) that it is at times difficult to watch.
This should not be confused with saying that itís ďshockingĒ, because thatís not the case. There is nothing presented ideologically or contextually that is edgy. Itís just gross to watch people throw up so much, and even the strongest stomach will feel a little queasy after spending 5 - 10 minutes straight listening to someone blow chunks.
All of which is a shame because itís clear that some real talent was at work behind the camera. The cinematography is consistent and well-realized in an 8MM kind of way. The editing uses hyper-kinetic cuts to spice up static shots in an impressive, as opposed to annoying, display. And the overall sound design does an excellent job of bringing the brutality at play home. On top of that, the gore effects are truly some of the best Iíve ever seen.
Unfortunately, all of that technical merit canít change the fact that this is a film with nothing interesting to say, and no particular perspective on anything. Even the slight ďtwistĒ ending makes little sense and will be no surprise to anyone who has seen Prodigyís SMACK MY BITCH UP video.
A compelling enough The Making of Slaughtered Vomit Dolls (21 minutes), Galleries and a Trailer
Despite the presence of ample nudity and extreme gore, SLAUGHTERED VOMIT DOLLS ultimately fails to either entertain, shock, or put forth any novel ideas. That said, I have to admit Iíll be curious to see what director Lucifer Valentine could do with a film that has some semblance of a story. After all, you canít entirely discount someone whose sense of humor is dark enough to shoot a scene in which a man forces himself to throw up using the severed arm of a recovering bulimic. Final Decision: Bad movie, but not a bad filmmaker.