My Sweet Satan
Inspired by the true story of Ricky Kasso a young man who killed a friend whilst high, tales of supposed satanic worship ensured the case was big news, Kasso later hung himself in jail, Jim Van Bebber's My Sweet Satan crams a lifetime of evil into twenty earth shattering minutes. Van Bebber, whose later film The Manson Family similarly shows the honest brutality of violence never flinches from visualising the disturbed minds of his characters, in very short time the film creeps under the skin of the viewer allowing them a brief glimpse of a world they only read about in tabloids. Ricky and his friends aren't cinematic villians at the ready with a gleefully sick quip or fiendish death trap, they are ordinary teens, bored, easily led and live in a world perilously close to our own. On a purely mechanical level My Sweet Satan is obviously rough around the edges, of course this aids the feeling of disgust at what transpires it's like watching Kasso's head unravel on film. My Sweet Satan may not be many peoples idea of entertainment, but Van Bebber's film is a true piece of art made by an artist working way off Hollywood's radar
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