

Perhaps this is a cleverly translated self-reference Ferarra coded in as commentary on his own flick: "Abel, this is just a goddamn silly slasher! This is nothing like your other work will be, just a high-octane entertaining precursor to masterpieces which will follow. Abel, this is what they say the worst thing that can happen to you as a filmmaker... you're just a technician using your brush strokes to paint a senseless slasher flick! But I'm going to let it indulge in all of its self-absorbed gory glory." Abel knew the kind of film he was making, and its apparent self-aware nature helps it jump the genre's stiffest hurdle.
It is exploitative, gory, unabashedly shameless and above all morally apprehensible in many ways. But the ease in which it is executed--acted, directed and pieced together--puts it on a pedestal to where it can easily laugh at its gory exploitation peers like the sick joke without a punchline "Cannibal Holocaust," modern examples like the "Saw" franchise, and even earlier exploitation "classics" as "Blood Feast."
I dare say it even supersedes other low budget trashy horror cult classics as "The Evil Dead." Filled with self-aware glaring flaws, Driller Killer is a scatter-shot film. It is far from a perfect production, but God I freakin' love it for its oddball merits, and it marks the debut of a historically important director.
Overall: 8.0/10
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