Maniacal Movie Review
And that's because -- while Joe Castro's direction is iffy, Eric Spudic's script is predictable, and the entire cast's acting is poor -- makeup effects wiz Castro has a way of exploding a person's head that you just have to see to believe.
Not much worth explaining here about Maniacal. Gilbert Gill (Lee Webb) is a silent, murderous teenager, sent to an asylum after killing his stepmom. Three years later, on the day he is to be released(!), he bludgeons a bunch of people to death and goes on a wholesale rampage through suburban L.A. Eventually he focuses on his sister (Perrine Moore) and her large-breasted friends, and their dates.
Aside from the boob and body count, the film's a wash. Who shoots a horror movie that takes place largely during the daytime? It's not until the last 20 minutes that Gilbert's "maniacal" murders really get good -- and I mean that in the aforementioned hilarious way. He puts his fist through skulls, slices necks and bellies with utility knives, impales people, and puts more fists through skulls. I bust out laughing every time he offed somebody. Gilbert rocks... if only he had more personality. Instead he's just Michael Myers without the mask.