Based upon interviews I've seen on other sites, Pete Jacelone is one of those directors who just doesn't get it. In one interview he states that SCULPTURE cost about 100 grand, and he doesn't understand why it hasn't made any money back. He feels he's making little masterpieces and is completely ignorant of how bad his films are.
Not only is SCULPTURE horrible in every way--acting, gore effects, story-- he is one of the worst directors of all time. If Ed Wood were alive today, he would be jealous. I honestly don't think Jacelone knows how to direct, but it appears he thinks he's quite good at it.
The murders are completely fake, and you can slice through the homo-erotic imagery with a knife (yeah, a pun). Although you can see the horrific edge to the story, the ending is a major letdown, mostly due to some of the worst prosthetics ever seen in a film (which are stupidly shown several times as if they are completely realistic).
Probably the only saving grace is the actor (Dustin Kerns) playing the brother, who's pretty good, but he's overshadowed by poor and laughable acting all around. The cross-dresser was an odd choice, and Marv Blauvelt loses his temper in what can best be described as a Donald Duck moment.
Yeah, Jacelone needs to rethink his career. Perhaps he can take up sculpting...
Not only is SCULPTURE horrible in every way--acting, gore effects, story-- he is one of the worst directors of all time. If Ed Wood were alive today, he would be jealous. I honestly don't think Jacelone knows how to direct, but it appears he thinks he's quite good at it.
The murders are completely fake, and you can slice through the homo-erotic imagery with a knife (yeah, a pun). Although you can see the horrific edge to the story, the ending is a major letdown, mostly due to some of the worst prosthetics ever seen in a film (which are stupidly shown several times as if they are completely realistic).
Probably the only saving grace is the actor (Dustin Kerns) playing the brother, who's pretty good, but he's overshadowed by poor and laughable acting all around. The cross-dresser was an odd choice, and Marv Blauvelt loses his temper in what can best be described as a Donald Duck moment.
Yeah, Jacelone needs to rethink his career. Perhaps he can take up sculpting...