Pieces

Somebody is killing women on a college campus and assembling a jigsaw of body parts, in homage to a childhood trauma involving a nude puzzle.

Juan Piquer Simón made it in Spain pretending to be Boston, with an international cast dubbed into nonsense, and the film is a genuine landmark of incompetence: a kung-fu attack that is explained as bad chop suey, a tennis player who screams for a full minute, and an ending so deranged it has to be seen.

It is not good in any conventional sense and it is enormously entertaining, which is a specific and real category.

The tagline, that it is exactly what you think it is, is the most honest marketing in the genre.

It has a devoted following and repertory screenings still sell out.