Lack of good storyline.

An absolute waste of money

Close shines in drama with strong language, adult themes.

This is a coming of age storyline that you've seen in one form or another for decades. It takes a truly unique voice to make yet another one worth watching.

This film has a certain perversity about it that I've never encountered before. All the killings have no motive other than just to kill, but actual serial killers do have some reason for being abominable, believe it or not. I was dumbfounded as to what made the cowboy tick, and got bored with the attempt.The bald guy (the makeup job might have been deliberately made obvious, but who knows)seems to be parodying every perceived country hick there's ever been: From Gomer Pyle to Slim Pickens to Lil Abner to ??? I found myself wishing he would be quickly included on the victim list, but nooooo.The naked women (except for the African-American one in the bunk bed) were nauseating and total trailer trash. I wished for them to get put clothes on, quickly.The gore effects were lame and fake. Where's Tom Savini when you need him? In fact, every aspect of this video dreck is lame and fake. Only entertaining if you're brain dead and/or a serial killer yourself. If this celluloid garbage was a student project film, I would give the film-maker an F------. Shame on all involved!

Polite and soft-spoken roving serial killer Roy Thompson fancies himself as an old school cowboy. Roy stops off at a sleepy small town in the Midwest and starts bumping off the locals. When the police prove fail to effectively handle the situation, various quirky residents band together as a vigilante posse and hunt Roy down.Expect a B level movie...maybe even C. The acting is horrendous. These are people with zero acting skills. But it's a weird little movie that will capture your interest if you are in the mood. Just don't expect the Godfather. It's silly movie that might just keep your attention. I forgave the really horrible acting -- and it is really BAD! And gave this a 6 for being a little different than other films of this ilk.

Polite and soft-spoken roving serial killer Roy Thompson (wonderfully played with considerable flair and folksy charm to spare by Paul Bailey) fancies himself as an old school cowboy. Roy stops off in a sleepy small town and bumps off assorted locals. When the police fail to effectively the situation, several angry oddball residents band together as a vigilante posse and hunt Roy down in order to enforce some old-fashioned frontier justice. Director Jason Baustin, working from a witty script by Jaymes Camery and Ben Solenberger, relates the delightfully idiosyncratic premise at a snappy pace, maintains an engagingly casual screwball tone throughout, delivers plenty of bloody violence and a generous amount of yummy gratuitous female nudity, and ably milks the amusing and amiable sense of goofy laid-back humor for plenty of belly laughs (the often hysterically profane dialogue in particular is frequently quite hilarious). The enthusiastic cast attack the broad material with rip-snorting hammy panache, with especially praiseworthy work from Chris Kennedy as gung-ho deputy Jimmy Dalmer, Gene Campbell as amicable drunk Les, Kerry Kearns as feisty stripper Kiki, Paul Fahrenkopf as fed-up police chief Rick Hernandez, and Solenberger as ratty nutcase Ernie Murray. The courtly Roy makes for a strangely likable and personable psycho. Moreover, this film has a genuinely loopy quality to it that's impossible to hate or resist (Roy's hallucinations about conversing with his victims stands out as a very inspired off-the-wall touch). The bright cinematography by Jason Simmons gives the picture a nice slick look. The twangy'n'tuneful score by Josh Guss and Blue Ajay does the jaunty trick. As Roy so aptly puts it, you're in for a damn treat.

Paul Bailey masters the art of camp in Cowboy Killer, bringing life to a strangely neurotic traveling serial killer (Roy Thompson) who murders (and often dismembers) victims before hallucinating them thanking him for a good time. And oh yeah, he fancies himself a cowboy.Along the way Roy meets & murders around fifteen people, kisses a dismembered head, deejays a song, imagines himself marries a corpse, has a funny flashback or two, and kidnaps somebody so he can go camping. And he does it all with a smile, a sultry Southern accent, and a variation of his catchy trademark, "You're in for a damn treat". However, he eventually earns the ire of enough people who've lost friends and loved ones that an entire posse is formed to bring this Cowboy Killer to justice.Cowboy Killer is a B-production through and through. The acting is quite often over the top, most of the characters are barely fleshed out, etc; but hey, it's a slasher flick and these are mostly staples of the genre. If Cowboy Killer actually tried to take itself serious, this would be a lousy film. However, director Jason Baustin is well aware of this and makes certain that the film stays squarely in the realm of absurdity. Above all, it's quite often hilarious between the weird puns and the odd choice of character names like "Jeff Dahmer." Cowboy Killer was quite obviously put together by mad geniuses and audiences really are in for a damn treat.