Save your money for something good and enjoyable

Don't listen to the negative reviews

A lot of perfectly good film show their cards early, establish a unique premise and let the audience explore a topic at a leisurely pace, without much in terms of surprise. this film is not one of those films.

This is a dark and sometimes deeply uncomfortable drama

The constant bad swipes this low-rent South American horror film receives might be justified, but I didn't think it was entirely terrible. Mostly wooden, and more often vapid you could say, with the occult idea being push aside for lame (and oddly placed) soapy domestic quibbles of the two police detectives (likeably played by Wayne Crawford and Kay Lenz) who are chasing a killer that unusually decapitates its victims, and might be something supernatural of African origins. Cool! No not cool. This offbeat angle is left high and dry, and just frustrates with its sloppy pace and bland script. Quite a drag! Well up until the frenetic climax. Having the two leads being fully developed is fine, but still it leaves us with too many questions about our ugly looking demon. The underwritten premise is randomly disjointed and terribly unclear and inconsistent in its motives. Never does it become much fun, as its light on suspense, action and gratuitous splatter. Nor does it have any sort of camp value. It needed to go out on a limb to achieve excitement, because it sadly underplays itself and goes about things seriously. The convincing location choices however, seemed to invoke an effective atmospheric tenor, and Hans Kuhle's free-flowing camera-work is well done. Julian Laxton's howling music score has a thumping, menacing tone that won't let up. The rubber demon looks tacky and bulky, but decent for such a budget. Watchable fluff, but not one to lose your head over.

Plots revolves around an evil voodoo spirit terrorizing a neighborhood in Miami which is mostly populated by Nigerian refugees, chopping off and stealing their heads. Police detectives Crawford and Lenz are given the unenviable task of investigating the murders, and soon find out for themselves that they are in WAY over their own heads.Sometimes creepy, sometimes boring, but its sense of humor perks things up throughout and helps hold your interest. Unfortunately when you do finally get to see the killer is a big let down, and it most resembles what you'd expect a living-dead pro-wrestler with a machete to look like, except made out of foam-rubber. Crawford and Lenz do an excellent job in their roles and help hold things together despite this films serious weaknesses, with Crawford delivering some pretty good one-liners.5 out of 10, not for everyone but a passable time killer.

Headhunter was one of those movies that was always on the shelf of your local video shop back in the early 90s. It was always there because nobody ever rented it and nobody ever rented it because the biggest cast names it could muster were a couple of second-string TV actors – usually a sure sign that a film is going to stink. To me, Kay Lenz is and always will be Nick Nolte's squeeze in Rich Man, Poor Man and Steve Kanaly will always be that ranch-hand who never got to say much in Dallas. Kanaly only has a support role here - the lead male is played by an actor called Wayne Crawford whom I have never heard of but who bears a passing resemblance to an old British footballer called Ian Rush.The story concerns a visit to Miami by an African demon who goes around chopping people's heads off for reasons that are never particularly made clear. Lenz and Crawford are the cops who are assigned the case. Lenz is seeing a uniformed cop, while Crawford's wife has just dumped him for a woman. You think Lenz and Crawford will get it on before the end credits, but they don't, which is at least original if nothing else. They're not having much luck on the case until a suspect who looks suspiciously like Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction introduces himself at one of the crime scenes and puts them wise re. the demon. Going from disbelieving sceptics to devout believers in a couple of scenes for no apparent reason, our two heroes spend the following hour running around in circles wondering what to do… Despite my snipey synopsis, this film isn't really too bad. Or at least it's entertaining enough in its own small, unambitious way, although there is very little consistency in any aspect of it from performances to script to direction, and there is a very real sense that you're watching a neat 40-minute short padded out to 90 minutes as the whole thing grows increasingly repetitive. And director Francis Schaeffer obviously believes that if you repeatedly mention Playboy and show enough signs saying "This is Miami" viewers will eventually be brainwashed into believing the movie wasn't shot in South Africa after all.There are a couple of neat scenes here that look as if they belong in some other film: Crawford running into a hardware store and buying a chainsaw on his way to do battle with the demon strikes an agreeable note of absurdity, while the demon's hand trailing across a TV screen showing an old black-and-white horror movie is also well done. The ending is quite fun in a campy sort of way that is totally at odds with the tone of the rest of the film, and Kay Lenz makes an agreeable heroine despite some of the poor dialogue she is given. She's a pretty woman, Lenz; small, but with a generous mouth, small chin and wide jaw. She wears pink socks with a blue dress in this one

A cop (Wayne Crawford) whose wife is having an affair on him finds himself facing off against an African demon that has just arrived in the USA and is cutting off everyone's head. Kay Lenz is his partner and love interest. This film is very crudely made and lifelessly acted, but somehow or another it manages to move along at such a fast pace and also manages to be very entertaining and exciting the entire running time that you really don't care.