Knochenwald (2000) – Utz Marius Thompson.

Some Germans LOVE to make mindlessly gory S.O.V trash, I have absolutely no issue with that, and long may it continue. I was previously aware, and moistly appreciative of Heiko Fipper, Andreas Schnaas, Nico B, Olaf Ittenbach, Timo Rose, Andreas Marschall, Jochen Taubert, Marian Dora, and Andreas Bethman, but this Utz cat was brand new, and his outrageously offal spattered alfresco slasher Knochenwald strongly suggests that he's another keeper!

For 20 blissfully body rupturing minutes, lunatic asylum escapee Mike Mansfield runs gorily amok, ruthlessly slaying Mr. Thompson's obliging buddies in a rewardingly gruesome manner. The End. For such a short work, Marius kinetically packs in a lurid largess of splashy chunk-blowage, his micro-budgeted bloodbath producing a heroically high quotient of gratuitous S.O.V slaughter. Hey!!! it's dumber than a boxed frog, and the plentiful gore is crudely rendered in the brutalist, butcher-shopped manner of H.G. Lewis, but Knochenwald remains a strangely compelling excursion into cheapnis S.O.V kraut-shock!!!