Playing with Dolls: Bloodlust

Playing With Dolls (2015) was pretty bad, starring Richard Tyson and telling the story of a psycho intentionally released from psychiatric care by an unscrupulous group who wanted to make a business out his murders.

The killer looked great but the film itself was a bit of a mess.

This sequel is essentially the same. Richard Tyson: Check Great looking killer: Check Crappy film: Check This one however was en-route to being better, it has its moments but dies a death in the closing moments and the reason is quite astonishing.

The final showdown is taking place, our main protagonist is battling the villain were about halfway through the fight and *Drumroll* the credits begin. That's right, the movie has no ending. It's like the editor forgot to add the finale and it's left laying on the editing floor.

I'm not going to say its a great shame, even with a decent ending this would hardly be a good film but the fact the movie was released in this state shocks me beyond words.

The Good:

Killer still looks badass

The Bad:

Cast are pretty damn bad

Kills are weak Where is the ending?

Things I Learnt From This Movie:

Boobs are to the killer as crucifix's are to vampires.

This is my first review (and probably my last on IMDb). I don't typically take the time to write written reviews because 1. what weight does my opinion hold and 2. every opinion on anything subjective should be taken with a grain of salt. However, after watching this movie I felt compelled to say something. I am a horror fanatic. I love horror (specifically 80's horror films and B horror films). The cheesier, the better. That being said, this movie was a travesty in film making. This is, by far, the worst acted film I've ever seen. The audio was awful, as if they had only one boom mic for the entire room in every shot so some of the lines were completely inaudible and others were as if someone was screaming in your ear. There was absolutely zero plot development. No character development. One of the worst scripts I've ever sat through. Nonsensical event/line and another. I just don't know where it stops. Everything about this film is horrible. It almost seems as if somebody made a bet with somebody who had no experience in film saying "I bet with $20,000 you couldn't write, produce or direct your own film". Normally, I'm a very forgiving critic but this is one special film. Avoid it at all costs. I wish I could get that 60+ minutes back from my life but unfortunately that's impossible. Oh, and the ending? I won't spoil it but suffice to say it ends mid-shot of the climax (for whatever reason) as if they ran out of film and said "Oh well we've got enough, that's a wrap people". Rene Perez should be banned from ever doing anything in show business ever again.

This is not so much a sequel as part of a franchise. Instead of having a lone damsel being terrified, tormented and tortured by a mysterious psychopath, we start with four "contestants" - two male and two female. They are secreted in an isolated luxury cabin and told the one who survives until the end will win a million dollars with a lot more and fame to follow. It is fair to say that none of the group expected the word survive to be taken too literally, and one by one they are picked off.

The plot is fairly predictable, especially if you are unfortunate enough to have seen the previous offering, but sadism, gratuitous maiming and murder can only carry any film so far. The real tragedy of "Playing With Dolls..." is that the man behind it has missed his true vocation; Rene Perez also composed and performed its vastly superior soundtrack.

The film starts off strong by having the worst actors ever and a very campy plot. It was really entertaining in that aspect. However, it just rushes to end, not even putting in any effort to wrap it up properly. The crappy ending seems like a last ditch attempt to make sure that they did waste your time.

Perez really likes Tyson doesn't he? And honestly I am kind of starting to come around to Perez, he's enjoyable when you want to absolutely roast something...and fives you ample opportunity to rip most of what he does apart.

What you have here is the cabin in the woods story complete with the attractive 20 somethings. However it misses the comedy that Sam Raimi would have added to it to make it unique. It misses the T&A that other directors would have added to it to make it watchable. And it misses the sadism and over-the-top gore that yet others would have added to it to make it even more watchable.

So what you have is a dull, poorly written, poorly executed horror movie with, of all people, Richard Tyson attempting to carry the weight. And honestly he's done it a few times in Perez films... just not this one.