This is an 80something minute long version of a Rob Zombie music video, but with not nearly enough nudity, violence and general depravity to justify its existence. There's enough interesting and provocative imagery here to sustain about 4 minutes of screen time. The rest of Devil Girl is an extended demonstration of how these filmmakers don't know what the hell they're doing.
The feeble excuse for a story concerns Fay (Jessica Graham), a young woman who decides to journey along historic Route 66 after the death of he mechanic father, and a guy wearing clown make-up (Joe Wanjai Ross) who pops pills, babbles a lot and is apparently on some sort of crime spree. Fay and the Clown wind up stuck in the same worthless dessert town, where Fay has to take a job as a stripper and winds up dry humped in her motel room by a guy in a leather mask and the Clown just sort of wanders around. Fay and the Clown both encounter or hallucinate a red-skinned Devil Girl (Vanessa Kay), complete with horns and a pointy tail. Devil Girl strips for the Clown, has sex with Fay and confronts the town preacher (C. J. Baker). After implying that what's going on is real, a medically induced fantasy and some sort of purgatory, the film ends with one of those fake-outs that are supposed to blow your mind but only prove that nobody involved with this production had a clue as to what sort of story they were telling or why.
Aside from a few decent visuals like Devil Girl herself, Jessica Graham turns in a nice and believable performance. There's also some female nudity here, though the movie goes long stretches without it. Um that's about it for the positives of Devil Girl.
The negatives? Well, this movie lists the bands on the soundtrack in the opening credits, so I knew right away there were going to be a lot of problems. I mean, who puts soundtrack contributors in the opening credits of their movie? Devil Girl has only the vestigial remains of a plot, dialog that ranges from the mundane to the banal and acting that would just barely cut the mustard at most community theaters, but I think I can sum up the plain and simple lameness of this film by looking at just one scene.
You'd think that when Fay and Devil Girl have sex, it would at least be some cheap titillating fun. Jessica Graham and Vanessa Kay are both quite attractive and how can you go wrong with a human-demon lesbian tryst? Well, filmmakers Tracy Wilcox and Howie Askins found a way. To start with, most of the scene happens in shadow and what we can see is illuminated in red light. That means you can't see the contrast between the flesh of Fay and Devil Girl. Then it's all edited together in such a quick and random manner that it is impossible to tell what's being done and who is doing it to whom. The only purpose of the scene is to satisfy a little prurient interest and Wilcox and Askins can't get out of their own way enough to do it.
The bottom line on Devil Girl is that it's too dull and pointless to make it as an ordinary film, yet also lacks the excessive gore, sex and otherwise shocking material to qualify as some sort of out-there, taboo breaking experience. Skip it.
The feeble excuse for a story concerns Fay (Jessica Graham), a young woman who decides to journey along historic Route 66 after the death of he mechanic father, and a guy wearing clown make-up (Joe Wanjai Ross) who pops pills, babbles a lot and is apparently on some sort of crime spree. Fay and the Clown wind up stuck in the same worthless dessert town, where Fay has to take a job as a stripper and winds up dry humped in her motel room by a guy in a leather mask and the Clown just sort of wanders around. Fay and the Clown both encounter or hallucinate a red-skinned Devil Girl (Vanessa Kay), complete with horns and a pointy tail. Devil Girl strips for the Clown, has sex with Fay and confronts the town preacher (C. J. Baker). After implying that what's going on is real, a medically induced fantasy and some sort of purgatory, the film ends with one of those fake-outs that are supposed to blow your mind but only prove that nobody involved with this production had a clue as to what sort of story they were telling or why.
Aside from a few decent visuals like Devil Girl herself, Jessica Graham turns in a nice and believable performance. There's also some female nudity here, though the movie goes long stretches without it. Um that's about it for the positives of Devil Girl.
The negatives? Well, this movie lists the bands on the soundtrack in the opening credits, so I knew right away there were going to be a lot of problems. I mean, who puts soundtrack contributors in the opening credits of their movie? Devil Girl has only the vestigial remains of a plot, dialog that ranges from the mundane to the banal and acting that would just barely cut the mustard at most community theaters, but I think I can sum up the plain and simple lameness of this film by looking at just one scene.
You'd think that when Fay and Devil Girl have sex, it would at least be some cheap titillating fun. Jessica Graham and Vanessa Kay are both quite attractive and how can you go wrong with a human-demon lesbian tryst? Well, filmmakers Tracy Wilcox and Howie Askins found a way. To start with, most of the scene happens in shadow and what we can see is illuminated in red light. That means you can't see the contrast between the flesh of Fay and Devil Girl. Then it's all edited together in such a quick and random manner that it is impossible to tell what's being done and who is doing it to whom. The only purpose of the scene is to satisfy a little prurient interest and Wilcox and Askins can't get out of their own way enough to do it.
The bottom line on Devil Girl is that it's too dull and pointless to make it as an ordinary film, yet also lacks the excessive gore, sex and otherwise shocking material to qualify as some sort of out-there, taboo breaking experience. Skip it.
