Le tueur de Manhattan

A psychotic young man heads to New York after murdering a prostitute of a small town. Thinking that he has escaped the police, he tries to live a normal life, but he encounters the very sleazy life of the city and goes about fixing up the problems, like knocking more prostitutes. On his trail is a town cop who's looking for him in the hope he can find out what had happened to the first prostitute that he secretly killed off.

I'm so baffled. I went in expecting something of a horror story cross vigilante action piece like it seems to advertise. Um instead, the picture on my video case never seemed to appear in the film. Nor did the folks on it! Also the title is very misleading. With the name like Joseph Zito tagged to the project, you'll be expecting something passionately wild and out going (think of Red Scorpion, Missing in Action and Invasion U.S.A) and gruesomely unpleasant (The Prowler and Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter), but what a glum character study on a insane killer that tries to be thoughtful, but it just doesn't work when it's going for this aspect. I guess he learnt later on from this effort, as this was just his second feature.

This immensely sleazy slasher is strictly average and too slow. It only goes for about 75 minutes and it still lulls about in monotonous scenes that feel like fillers. I didn't find it boring because it was oddly hypnotic. Thanks to its stone-cold approach, inspired visions and gritty locations, but it could have used a whole lot more verve in its execution. The deaths and the lead up to them are rather bloodless, but still quite misogynistic. Just wait around for the dog scene. Blood might be little, but sex and nudity (a lot of window peeping) isn't discarded. Far from it actually. The 70's New York atmosphere generated a circuit that was scummy, filthy and dreadfully corrupt. Zito filtered this into the flick superbly.

The clueless story has some unbelievable developments (a sudden conclusion) and very little structure to it, as it plays many cards like a psycho serial killer to soft porn and then a look through the damaged mind created by a forsaken society (ala Taxi Driver). Even the husky voice-overs that the film begins off with have a familiar ring to it. But in all it's basic.

Surprisingly the performances are acceptably fair. The spaced out Ian Scott plays the uptight young lad Richard in a very disquieting temperament. Legendary hard-boiled actor Lawrence Tierney is in a minor thankless role that asks very little off him. James Johnson, Rita Ebenhart and Blair Trigg chime in with some solid performances too.

Flat pacing can kill it at times, but this raw project has its moments. Not a bad early effort by Zito.

"Bloodrage" tells the story of Richie,a withdrawn young man with the penchant for murdering hookers.He kills Beverly,a small-town prostitute and after concealing his crime goes to New York.As his killing spree continues Richard becomes more and more fascinated with a prostitute who lives across the alley.He watches her undress through the window and we hear his innermost thoughts via voice-over monologues."Bloodrage" oozes sleaze and misogyny.The seedy atmosphere of 70's New York is well-captured with its peeling-wallpaper interiors and dirty alleys.The murder scenes are quite brutal and there is plenty of full-frontal female nudity.If you enjoyed "Maniac" or "Don't Go in the House" give this grimy slice of psycho cinema a look.7 out of 10.

Set in the seedy, grimy, rubbish-strewn streets of New York, home to pimps, strippers, hos, junkies and violent criminals, Joseph Zito's psycho thriller Bloodrage draws inspiration from Scorsese's Taxi Driver whilst sitting comfortably alongside other gritty horrors of the same era such as Maniac, The Toolbox Murders and Don't Answer The Phone.

The film sets the grim tone quickly with the grisly murder of prostitute Beverly (Judith-Marie Bergan) by young nut-job Richie (Ian Scott), who kills the woman when she threatens to tell his mother that he visited her without any money. The hooker's head goes through a window pane, her throat gashed on the broken glass. Richie mops up the mess, buries the body and hot-foots it to the big apple, where he continues to be upset by women who don't live up to his expectations. Needless to say, they don't stay alive for long. Meanwhile, cop Ryan (James Johnson) is looking for Beverly, his search leading him closer and closer to Richie.

Employing a Taxi Driver style inner monologue to let us inside the head of the misogynistic killer, this somewhat derivative study of a psychopath is helped by a convincing central performance from Scott. Richie's treatment of his victims is cold and brutal, with one victim tortured in her bath-tub before being strangled with her phone cord. Richie even goes so far as to break the neck of a neighbour's dog, before doing the same to its owner. He also likes to spend time watching the hooker in the next building as she entertains a series of 'johns'. This allows for Zito to squeeze some full frontal nudity into a film that is already full to the brim with sleaze.

It is fair to say that the plot offers nothing new to the genre, and that the pace is rather sluggish at times, but the run-time is fairly short, so boredom shouldn't be a problem. Zito would go on to make slasher Rosemary's Killer (AKA The Prowler) and Friday the 13th Part IV: The Final Chapter, and while I wouldn't say that Bloodrage is quite as good or as gory (the title is misleading: there's not a great deal of blood) as either of those, it should pass the time nicely enough for those who appreciate sordid exploitative trash from the early-'80s.

5.5/10, rounded up to 6 for the final scene, in which Ryan finally gets his hands on the sicko who killed Beverly - it's hilarious!

The synopsis on the back of the ancient VHS cover box describes the plot of "Bloodrage" as reminiscent to "Taxi Driver" and "Death Wish" and the director's styles and methods for creating tension as "Hitchcockian". You can unquestionably guess without even seeing the movie for yourself that these generous comparisons are just *slightly* exaggerated, but it's nevertheless a decent and overlooked psycho-shocker that comes recommended to the selected group of avid fans of this type of obscure and grim exploitation cinema. Director Joseph Zito's predecessor to the much more known and infamous "The Prowler" is clearly inspired by the success of "Taxi Driver", since it's more or less also a portrait of the sleazy and pauperized streets of New York's red light district, but it definitely benefices most from it's atypical serial killer protagonist. Unlike Travis Bickle, the psychopath here – Ritchie – is a seemingly shy and introvert young lad; barely out of his teenager years and presumably from a decent social background. Ritchie visits prostitutes but ends up barbarically killing them because they aren't like he expects them to be … whatever that may be. Even when he meets a "normal" girl, she turns out to be an infidel nymphomaniac and Ritchie gradually sinks deeper into misogynist rage and madness. Meanwhile, the secret lover of one of Ritchie's prostitute victims – a ruthless copper – follows the trace to New York and hunts him down like an animal. Particularly the opening fifteen minutes – covering Ritchie's first murder prior to his escape to the big city – are immensely powerful and shocking. You really don't see this fragile kid capable of murdering but he is and, moreover, remains stoically focused throughout the entire process. Ritchie's odyssey in the rancid streets of New York is far less exciting, mainly because we're on more familiar territory here, but the murder sequences nonetheless remain harsh and ultimately brutal to look at. With is lurid atmosphere, copious amounts of gratuitous nudity, grainy and cheap looking photography and uncompromising violence against women, "Bloodrage" perfectly fits in the late 70's/early 80's trend of misogynist slasher pictures, like "Don't Go in the House", "Maniac", "Hitch Hike to Hell" and "Don't Answer the Phone". And if you really wonder where the connection lies with "Death Wish", you just wait until the downright fan-tas-tic end scene!

What a grimy, filthy and bleak film this is! "Bloodrage" is one of those glorious New York City movies, filmed when the place was literally crawling with hookers, pimps, junkies and every kind of deviant freak that can be imagined. Working as both an incredible documentation of a vanished New York in it's "Golden Age" as well as an utterly fascinating character study of a truly sick, soulless maniac. Ryan is a baby faced, average looking young guy, but with this palpable hatred for women...not all women of course. One of the reasons why this sick little film works so well is that it's perhaps the ONLY movie of it's kind that forces the viewer to seriously relate to the psychopath. Although the guy is a complete scumbag, the women in this film, and I mean EVERY woman, is portrayed as money grubbing, dishonest. Not once did I feel sorry for any of the females that got murdered here, because they were all so horrible. And that is how this clever movie gets under the skin. It feels downright creepy to catch yourself relating to a serial killer, but "Bloodrage" forces the viewer into this guy's mindset by making you see women the way he does. Wow. It's as politically incorrect as the worst of these 70's films, and it literally bleeds atmosphere from it's filthy pores. Why on Earth "Bloodrage" isn't available on Blu Ray, or even dvd is an absolute mystery to me, as is this ridiculously low score here. Do people just not GET what director Joseph Zito (of The Prowler fame) who goes under the funny pseudonym Joseph 'Bigwood' has succeeded in doing with this one? For a title like "Bloodrage" it isn't extremely bloody, as the violence here is more of the psychological kind. It does make up for the lack of gore by splashing a healthy amount of T&A on screen (actually nothing about this is "healthy), as "Bloodrage" is based in a World of hyper-sexuality. I urge fans of this genre to seek this movie out and witness some truly beautiful 42nd Street grime. And I urge some Blu Ray distributor like 'Vinegar Syndrome' to please restore "Bloodrage" to it's original pristine version. It is so deserving.