Much like Matthew Bright's Bundy, Chuck Parello's take on serial killer cousins Ken Bianchi (The Hitcher's C Thomas Howell) and Angelo Buono (Nicholas Turturro) is content to recreate the milieu, throw in a period soundtrack and recreate their crimes.
There's no attempt to ask how or why they came to be thrill-killing scumbags, leaving the unappetising spectacle of sadistic, ugly people doing sadistic, ugly things to attractive, often-naked and terrorised women.
It's hard to avoid titillating misogyny in these kind of films but it can be done (Henry: Portrait Of A Serial Killer, Summer Of Sam).
The Hillside Strangler falls woefully, and often offensively, short of the mark.
There's no attempt to ask how or why they came to be thrill-killing scumbags, leaving the unappetising spectacle of sadistic, ugly people doing sadistic, ugly things to attractive, often-naked and terrorised women.
It's hard to avoid titillating misogyny in these kind of films but it can be done (Henry: Portrait Of A Serial Killer, Summer Of Sam).
The Hillside Strangler falls woefully, and often offensively, short of the mark.