Review of Black Devil Doll from Hell (1984) by Christopher F — 19 Apr 2010

Who is Chester N. Turner?! I have to find out! This thing is beyond insane. It was shot on a consumer grade camcorder, scored entirely with a Casio CT-310 and released in 1984 by Budget Video.

A sexually repressed churchgoing lady named Shirley finds a dreadlocked ventriloquists' dummy at a thrift store. The storekeeper tells her of the doll's "strange history" but you can't make out a word of the story because the Casio gets too loud.

Shirley takes the doll home. It comes to life and watches her in the shower. It knocks her out, ties her, naked, to her bed, calls her "bitch" a whole bunch of times, blows smoke in her face and says "Now that you have smelled the foulness of my breath, you will feel the pleasures of my tongue!".

The next morning, Shirley gathers all of the bibles and religious paraphernalia in her house and dumps it in the trash. The doll's gone, though, so she seduces a street peddler. First, though, she tells him all about the doll. ("Hold on, Mama - you tryin' to tell me you was raped by a puppet? I've heard some stories and that is the worst!") She picks up men in bars, too, but none of them can satisfy her so she spends most of the rest of the movie cleaning her house and moaning "God, where is my puppet?" as the camera pans aimlessly.

Chester N. Turner is clearly some kind of genius. He had the audacity to make this, was even able to convince somebody to distribute it and it's still being watched 26 years later. It probably cost less than $100 and I promise you that it's more interesting than anything at the multiplex right now.