...but then again that's exploitation cinema for you.
The Sinful Dwarf has a great cover on the video-box, and a great guy playing the dwarf, with a face like Jack Black squished with Dennis Hopper ala Blue Velvet demeanor. He's totally crazy and wicked, and it's a delight whenever he's let loose on screen (the scene where he uses his cane, manually so to speak, on one of the junky prostitutes is a scream). But the problem is that there isn't quite enough of him, or with the little weird dolls and toys, except as symbols. The story is thin as a rail: a married couple who like to 'do-it' a lot (as Olof looks on), and the old woman who runs the whore-house in the attic where women are naked and doped up for the customers wants to get her husband out of the way so she can bring her in on it- by sneakiness, of course, and the woman's own curiosity about the whole place being as creepy as a, uh, Denmark heroin-laded whorehouse.
The sex, for some, will be part of the fun in the sleazy-term of it. But it just went on for much too long for each segment (yeah, we get it, sex takes a while, move it along, more dwarf!) And it just becomes tedious, shot in a style that is of the bargain basement variety where the director's ideas include having the woman- being raped while totally dazed and burned out on junk- to be to kick wildly over and over while the guy humps away. This is almost like an exploitation story William S. Burroughs would write- on a bad day. It's fun in spurts, especially in the opening and closing ten minutes. But there's a lot of downtime where we're watching stupid humans talking, a lot, and it's not as much fun. The sex isn't Porno Holocaust bad, don't get me wrong. But there's also a reason it's as obscure as it is- it's got the good title and premise and no strong follow-through. If it did, we might have come across dear Olaf sooner, who makes such a crazy impression that he makes the flick worth watching on his own (that and one or two pairs of 'assets' on the ladies for skin-flick fans).
Bottom line, it's another oddity- the only credited film for the director and writers- where it's dirty, cheap and crude, and with barely the minimum of guilty-pleasure status. 4.5/10
The Sinful Dwarf has a great cover on the video-box, and a great guy playing the dwarf, with a face like Jack Black squished with Dennis Hopper ala Blue Velvet demeanor. He's totally crazy and wicked, and it's a delight whenever he's let loose on screen (the scene where he uses his cane, manually so to speak, on one of the junky prostitutes is a scream). But the problem is that there isn't quite enough of him, or with the little weird dolls and toys, except as symbols. The story is thin as a rail: a married couple who like to 'do-it' a lot (as Olof looks on), and the old woman who runs the whore-house in the attic where women are naked and doped up for the customers wants to get her husband out of the way so she can bring her in on it- by sneakiness, of course, and the woman's own curiosity about the whole place being as creepy as a, uh, Denmark heroin-laded whorehouse.
The sex, for some, will be part of the fun in the sleazy-term of it. But it just went on for much too long for each segment (yeah, we get it, sex takes a while, move it along, more dwarf!) And it just becomes tedious, shot in a style that is of the bargain basement variety where the director's ideas include having the woman- being raped while totally dazed and burned out on junk- to be to kick wildly over and over while the guy humps away. This is almost like an exploitation story William S. Burroughs would write- on a bad day. It's fun in spurts, especially in the opening and closing ten minutes. But there's a lot of downtime where we're watching stupid humans talking, a lot, and it's not as much fun. The sex isn't Porno Holocaust bad, don't get me wrong. But there's also a reason it's as obscure as it is- it's got the good title and premise and no strong follow-through. If it did, we might have come across dear Olaf sooner, who makes such a crazy impression that he makes the flick worth watching on his own (that and one or two pairs of 'assets' on the ladies for skin-flick fans).
Bottom line, it's another oddity- the only credited film for the director and writers- where it's dirty, cheap and crude, and with barely the minimum of guilty-pleasure status. 4.5/10