What kind of lunatic goes around cheerfully killing total strangers, and even helps a little old lady change a flat by bashing her over the head with the spare, then writes letters to newspapers taunting the police? Yup, the kind who also goes down to the basement, dons a ceremonial robe and prays to a plaster idol, "I am the Supreme Zodiac! All those I kill in this life will be my slaves when I am reborn in Paradise! Atlantis shall rise again!" Based on the still-unsolved "Zodiac" murders between 1966 and 1969, The Zodiac Killer
is a tabloid blend of truth, fiction and sick humor "based on known facts."
Plus, excited after his successful date with a mannequin head(!), lonely Tony switches from being a Peeping Tom to becoming The Sex Killer and blissfully stalks Manhattan looking for ladies to strangle. One of the most demented skinflicks of the '60s, this is so hilariously odd it's downright surreal!
Finally, a screwball sniper prowls the Hollywood Hills cleansing the landscape of lovemaking couples in Zero In and Scream, a rude little rarity from the director of Mondo Bizarro! And please, we beg you, before anyone else is hurt: "Turn yourself in! It is obvious you're not in control of yourself!" Thank you.