Notes
My quick rating - 3.8/10. This is one of those movies where the title does most of the heavy lifting. And honestly, that’s probably for the best, I mean, Psycho Sex Dolls, what are you expecting? The premise is gloriously trashy. Porn filmmaker Damien Self (Simon Weir) turns to AI sex dolls to save his flailing adult business, dreaming of mogul-level success, only for things to go sideways in ways that are…well…mildly sideways. If you’re expecting a full-on robo-slasher bloodbath, you may want to adjust expectations early. This is far more timid chuckles and awkward thrusting than Terminator with boobs.
And for a full hour, it’s literally just softcore porn with self-aware attempts at comedy. It’s the kind of film it knows it is, and it’s self-aware to the point where it’s embracing the sexploitation feel of it all. And the best part of the film comes when the dolls are dressed up as the characters out of A Clockwork Orange. They look absurd, and yet pretty amazing at the same time. It’s the kind of thing where you see it, and you’ll go, “Did they really just do that?” Yes. Yes, they did, and it’s easily my highlight of the film.
When the horror finally shows up, it’s more of a polite tap on the shoulder than a punch to the face. The CGI blood is cheesy, brief, and nowhere near as unhinged as the concept promises. Had the movie been fully committed to killer robots going absolutely feral, this could’ve been a cult classic in the making. Instead, it flirts with danger, flashes some red pixels, and backs away before things get too messy.
Performance-wise, Stella Paris handles dual roles surprisingly well, capturing the detached control and quiet contempt of the adult industry, mixed with moments where you can tell the job occasionally pays off. Jamie Leigh Jones and Emma Cole round out the trio and do exactly what’s required of them. If you’re critiquing the acting too harshly here, you may have missed the title, the trailer, or the general vibe of a “trashy midnight movie.”
Simon Weir is mildly amusing as Damien, and honestly looks like he’s having a great time, and what guy wouldn't be? The film leans into ridiculousness hard, especially when the AI dolls are constantly kissing or making out for absolutely no reason. Even Damien questions it at one point, noting that they’re robots and wouldn’t get anything out of it. The movie knows the answer, though. The audience knows the answer. No one’s pretending otherwise. LOL.
Ultimately, however, Psycho Sex Dolls is less horror and more a comedy mixed with softcore nonsense. Is it good? No, not really. Is it occasionally funny and stupid enough to be entertaining? Yeah… kind of. Just don’t expect your robotic nightmares to "blow" you away (wink wink).
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