(Streamed via ConTV)
Few words stir the blood like “Porn”, “Shoot”, and “Massacre”. When you put all three in the title of your sex-filled horror movie, I’m bound to watch it, even if the results are mixed at best.
Things kick off in spectacular fashion with Shelly Martinez’s epic shower scene that continues to only get better as it goes along. After stepping out of the shower, the camera follows her as she dries off and applies lotion to her nude frame. She does get dressed to answer the phone, but only her panties, which means she’s already one of the best actresses I’ve seen in a long time. Sadly, she gets Janet Leigh’ed early on, but since she goes out via an A+ pantyhose strangulation, it’s hard to be too mad.
Then, the plot begins: A bunch of porn starlets arrive at a seedy warehouse set where an oddball director is making his latest XXX flick. As the cameras roll, the cast and crew are unaware there’s a masked killer lurking about who gets his jollies from axing porn stars and making his own snuff movies.
The cast includes a mix of lady wrestlers, one-and-done starlets, and actual porn stars. They are all beautiful and their voluptuous measurements are so stacked that it would make them overqualified for a Russ Meyer movie. My favorite was Kasey Poteet AKA: porn star Diana Prince AKA: Joe Bob Briggs’ mail girl, Darcy who gets a great lesbian scene with porn star Naomi Cruz (who plays “the Fetish Queen”). Martinez is a wrestler with limited acting credits, but her brief but memorable appearance here is evidence she could be a top-notch Scream Queen any time she decides to come back to the horror genre. Her opening nude scene in this is right up there with Betsy Rue’s in My Bloody Valentine 3-D, and folks, praise doesn’t come much higher than that.
Porn Shoot Massacre is a lot of fun until it hits a wall in the third act. It’s here where we get a needless “twist” that doesn’t do the movie any favors. It’s not exactly “bad”. It’s just that once the twist is sprung, there isn’t really anywhere for the film to go. (It’s also a little hard to take that the filmmakers expect us to start sympathizing with the killers in the late stages of the flick.) And despite the great opening, it all leads up to a rather unsatisfying non-ending. It’s disappointing that the ho-hum third act puts a wet blanket on what otherwise was a solid T & A gore-drenched horror flick. However, that first hour or so is solid enough for me to give this one a marginal recommendation.
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