Gerald Kargl's home invasion splatter flick--the only film he ever made--is a fascinating experience despite the sordid subject matter.

This is as close as you're likely to get to a real serial killer and survive.

Considering this was made back in 1983, this film is still quite ahead of it's time in terms of style and content. Stylewise, this is a very well shot serial killer film, that brings an arthouse feel to the exploitive elements. In terms of content, even today most serial killers are portrayed as being in control; devious and powerful criminals who are always one step ahead of everyone else despite their sickness. Not so in this film, which I suspect is closer to a real serial killer than a lot of it's ilk. The killer here is a crazed lunatic with an insatiable bloodlust and has absolutely no control over his urges. The fact that the film follows him on his first day out of prison is a telling sign that this guy has no place in society. Also, since he is providing the voice over, we see how he can justify everything he is doing, even though near the beginning he knows he is nowhere near being anything close to logical. A great film in the serial killer genre that I am surprised isn't better known.