As I had said before, Michael Feifer did not go out of the way to tell us a more accurate account of the B.T.K. Killer/Strangler. I imagine that he did so for “artistic” reasons, but as to why is anyone’s guess (you could have made the film “authentic” and had him relive his crimes via flashbacks if you wanted to be “artsy”). Personally, I think Feifer might want to hone in on his skills a little more: B.T.K. doesn’t even benefit from having a real ending (remember Umberto Lenzi‘s Nightmare City, people? Yeah, it‘s like that). Anyone that is familiar with the facts in the B.T.K. case will undeniably be hitting the Eject button before most will.
And then there’s the acting. Oh, my. One poor sod is so intent on delivering a moving performance that he flails his arms about like an Italian crackhead. People have a hard time widening their eyes and trying to distinguish between “astonished,” “shocked,” or “scared” — meanwhile, the audience members either writhe in agony or wet themselves from laughing. Oddly enough, even though I was critiquing Kane Hodder’s less-than-convincing performance earlier, one could very well say that he is the best actor in B.T.K. (he sort of reminds me of a correctional officer I used to chat with occasionally — which is really scary).
B.T.K. hits DVD courtesy of Lions Gate Entertainment. Seeing as how I received a barebones screener disc for this title, I am unable to give you any specific specs on the film or the special features — but I can safely say that the movie will definitely be in color.
Note to self: never watch a flick with a disclaimer reading “The following is a fictional story based on a real character” — it pretty much tells you that it’s going to suck (“The following is based on actual events” sounds so much more convincing).
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