One shouldn't expect quality filmmaking based off the title Sexykiller, in fact one should throw all expectations out the window, along with their brain and dignity, while viewing such a film.
Miguel Martí's schlocky horror-comedy takes sometime to get into but about 30 minutes into the film, I think I finally saw eye-to-eye with what they were doing. So I sat back feeling a little entertained and a little ashamed, all the while trying to come up with something bad to say about a film that says it all on it's own in the title. It was enjoyably stupid and occasionally annoying but never enough to shut it off.
2½ heads in a purse out of 5
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