Anchor BayWhen it comes to Jess Francos films, its a tossup as to what's the worst aspect: the out-of-focus cinematography, the non-existent storylines, or the glacial pacing. Even the filmmakers biggest fans admit that only 1 in 10 of his movies are watchable, so its a surprise to find him at the helm of this rousing sleazefest. His protagonists here are real-life Spanish punk band Killer Barbies (with their name changed to placate Mattel) and the movie is essentially a promo for the Misfits-influenced group with several of their best songs on the soundtrack. Theres no real plot, just a succession of sequences where the director of She Killed In Ecstasy and Erotic Rites Of Frankenstein indulges his passion for softcore-tinged bloody mayhem. Theres frontal nudity, decapitations, frontal nudity, death by steamroller, and did we mention frontal nudity? Weirdest of all (no mean feat) is the end credits title card that informs us: Nobody really died. Our story is, in reality, a creation.