Ugly to the bone--perhaps a great deal deeper--this is the sort of amateur low budget picture which would once have played a few seedy drive-ins, made its money, then been tossed out into the swamp. Now, thanks to home video, films like THE SATAN KILLER are preserved for future generations
A city is terrorized by "Satanic drug-related murders" of bikini-clad young women. Yet the only policeman visibly roused from his desk by the case is Detective James Stephens (Steve Sayre). He's upset that the Satan Killer carved up his fiancee Christy, although she returns, bikini and all, in
dreams and flashbacks. Tormented, Stephens wanders the mean streets obs...