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Admitted for questioning with clear signs of psychotic tendencies and chronic insomnia, an unidentified woman in her thirties is suspected of committing twenty-seven murders. Profoundly scarred--both physically and mentally--and with a slippery grasp of her identity, the woman known only as "Patient 394" struggles to explain the self-inflicted scars on her face, as well as the cruel methodology she used to unemotionally dissect, mutilate, and vivisect twenty-four of her completely unrecognisable victims. What could have pushed this broken paraphiliac to perform such acts of motiveless malignancy? Little by little, as the line between imagination and reality becomes blurry, the mysterious woman's captors will soon learn firsthand about her otherworldly guide--the nightmarish Overseer--his angels of pain, and their pressing demand for flesh offerings. Will they now believe the grim testimony of a loyal servant whose name was Torment?Written by
As a doctor interviews patient 394, a physically and mentally scarred female serial killer known as Torment (Allison Egan), a series of flashbacks reveal how she tortured and killed one of her victims (Brandon Salkil), collecting his body-parts in jars for a mysterious being called The Overlord (who, looking at him, might be an extraterrestrial).
Up until now, indie horror director Dustin Mills has impressed me with his willingness to tackle a range of sub-genres and film-making techniques, but here he strays into dreaded torture-porn territory, while employing a tired, grainy, found-footage-style aesthetic with art-house pretensions; it's a combination I was always going to struggle with, having had my fill of torture movies and found footage flicks over the last decade or so, and, more often than not, finding the experimental horror label to be nothing more than an excuse to show some outrageous gore while not bothering with an intelligible narrative.
Sure enough, I found the whole thing rather disappointing, the film covering ground that has been done many times before with greater success, and not making a whole lot of sense in the long run. The wobbly camera-work and grainy imagery, combined with a cacophonous soundtrack, grated on my nerves; the gore, while wonderfully nasty in tone, failed to convince (do eyeballs really have optic nerves THAT long?); and the acting is far from realistic (I'm sure I'd do more than just groan a bit if I was having my finger nails ripped out with pliers).
As with most of Mills' productions, there's plenty of full-on female nudity, this time from Egan as the tattooed, mask-wearing killer, who likes to romp with a decomposing corpse (a la Nekromantik) when she isn't practising her manicure skills, pulling on eyeballs, or snipping off lips. Needless to say, these scenes are far from erotic (if you find yourself turned on, then you may have issues that need addressing).
I'd like to think that Her Name Was Torment was simply a case of Mills getting 'torture porn' out of his system, but with a couple of sequels imminent, it seems that he ain't finished yet.
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