Review of Hatchetman

Some deranged hatchet-wielding nutcase wearing a skull mask brutally bags a bunch of sexy strippers in good ol' Los Angeles. Our wacko is one real sick puppy who cuts off the hands of his victims. Our heroine is some busty brunette who's planning on going to law school, but alas is forced to peel her clothes off to make money to pay for her tuition. Alas, we never get to see this particular hot babe naked. Moreover, this gal winds up falling in love with the tough detective who's investigating the grisly killings. Fortunately, we do get to see several other foxy young ladies dancing and prancing on stage in skimpy g-strings. Mia Zottoli in particular makes for a most lovely sight sans clothes. Ditto ravishing redhead cutie Nina Tapanin. As for the film itself, well it's total unmitigated junk, complete with poor direction, a laughably ridiculous script, cardboard characters, terrible acting from a non-star cast, the ever-popular "killer in the backseat of the car" cliché, shoddy gore, and a crummy "it ain't over yet!" non-ending. But this honey certainly delivers an ample abundance of gut-busting unintentional belly laughs and oodles of gratuitous nudity, which means it's an enjoyably brainless piece of blithely low-rent straight-to-video slasher schlock.