If I watch a movie by Andreas Bethmann without being forced to do so, it can mean two things. One, I lost a bet. Two, I’m bored out of my mind. Today, it was neither. It was curiosity.
Last week, I found an old issue of a horror magazine under my couch, and there was an interview with Bethmann about the movie in question – Exitus Interruptus. It appeared he suffered from the delusion to have made a serious, professional movie, and I wanted to see what caused this tragic idea. Last time I checked, a movie starring a porn ‘star’ and listing the same person as responsible for camera, cut, lights, stage probs, sounds, effects and as director was quite far from ‘professional’. Just for the records, it still is.
Main character Manuela is portayed by Renee Pornero. If that name doesn’t say anything to you, let me help your imagination. Do you know the type of desperate young woman, dreaming of a career as a movie star, but lacking of talent? The one that would do anything for a ‘serious’ role, and ends up as a hardcore porn actress, though she hasn’t really the physical attributes to be a successful one? There you go.
Other than Manuela, there are only two more or less significant roles. That would be the stereotype Monique. The “you know I only love women” type of ‘best friend’ that will engage in a pointless lesbian scene during the first 15 minutes and later die rather spectacular. And the killer, mainly defined by the most ridicolous latex mask I have seen since… No, Violent Shit 1 doesn’t count, that was a devil rubber mask. Anyways, all three together have the talent of a doorknob.
The dialogues from hell [tm] are not even stupid or funny, they are plain pointless and the way the so-called actors speak them, I totally wish for subtitles only. Because the music isn’t much better. I can’t say for sure, but I suspect there is only one title and it was played over and over again, no matter if it fit the scene or not. Mostly, it didn’t. However, the synchro is slightly off – and that is from German to… German. Respect for that.
The, hehe, story… Manuela was kidnapped and raped 5 years ago. She killed the offender and buried him in the woods. Now she’s in therapy, but alas, the therapist is the killer’s brother, finds out where she buried him, digs him out and kidnaps Manuela again to bring her together with his brother. What’s a, hehe, ‘good’ movie without an insane masked axe killer, if that killer doesn’t live with the corpse of his mother and talks to her? Right, its probably not a movie about Ed Gein then. Our killer does live with his dead mother, dead brother and a latex mask. And just like his brother, he fails with his task. Manuela escapes, after the killer invited and killed Monique, and decided to couple her with his brother. Then Manuela kills him and burns the dead brother in the woods. And Andreas Bethmann has threatened the world with a sequel. I bet it will be very professional and tell a real deep story.
Famous last words: What a waste of time, for everyone involved. The story is overused and boring, the acting is beyond grace even for a porn star and yes, it is worse than Angel of Death.