Somewhat entertaining entry from The Tomb of Terrors collection (50 movies for $22.99 horror fans). Fat, slobbering, grunting, mumbling man dresses like a clown, stalks women around some small town and dispatches them in their bathtubs. This guy has more issues than the New York Times and his hysterical giggling and talking to himself make him seem pretty obvious as some kind of sicko but yet he walks the streets without a second glance. What town is this- Cleveland? The story's somewhat predictable and the acting is rather unconvincing but hey- the title song played throughout the flick is very catchy, the killings are believable, and the victims are mostly very pretty. And a twist ending and a cool killer's mask. Sing along now, "They call me Purvo"
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