"Kill Her Goats" is a real double-edged sword of a movie. On the one hand, it's all about hot young women taking their clothes off and getting murdered by goat-masked killers. On the other hand, it's all about hot young women taking their clothes off and getting murdered by goat-masked killers. There really isn't much else to it besides boobs and copious amounts of what I assume to be tomato soup and strawberry syrup. What semblance of a plot there is seems to revolve around some murderous scheme to steal our big-breasted protagonist's (Arielle Raycene) inheritance and is really just a lazy, one-dimensional excuse for the movie to be stretched out to feature length (and even then they have to drag in peripheral schmucks to pad out a near 100-minute runtime). The acting is bad across the board and what production values this movie has over something like "The Utah Cabin Murders" doesn't carry it into the realm of competent filmmaking. There's actually a few points where I'm pretty sure dialogue was being dubbed in over scenes that they either didn't have time or couldn't be bothered to reshoot. Yet there is some charm to this movie. Maybe it's all the bouncing boobs (although you don't get to see the ones you really want to ogle) and the gallons of blood and the general sense that the people cobbling it together were having a blast. I dunno, it just feels mean to give this movie less than two stars, even if it probably deserves it.
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