DOLLY (2025)

Studio:   IFC/Shudder
Director: Rod Blackhurst
Writer:   Rod Blackhurst, Brandon Weavil
Producer: Ross O’Connor, Rod Blackhurst, Noah Lang, Joseph C. Grano, Isaiah Smallman, Bryce McGuire, Betty Tong, Esteban Sanchez
Stars:    Fabianne Therese, Russ Tiller, Eve Blackhurst, Michalina Scorzelli, Kate Cobb, Ethan Suplee, Seann William Scott, Max the Impaler

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Summary:

A deranged serial killer wearing a porcelain doll mask terrorizes a woman stranded in remote woods.


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21st-century films can have a hard time recreating retro vibes without going overboard. ‘80s homages show tendencies to go too hard on synth scores or Aqua Net hairstyles. ‘70s throwbacks do the same thing with costumes that can be more cartoonish than era appropriate, or sets overstuffed with more dated products than a Pluto TV rerun of “Supermarket Sweep.”

“Dolly” intentionally goes overboard on its gore but stays relatively reigned-in on the other way it aims to visually capture a grimy grindhouse feel. The entire movie was shot on 16mm film for that scratchy, speckled look of a reused reel that’s passed through a projector too many times. It’s a good gimmick, because without the old-school exploitation imagery, there isn’t much else to distinguish “Dolly” from the glut of similar movies where deranged murderers play 60+ minutes of cat-and-mouse against a terrorized woman running through remote woods.

As if to get out in front of potential plagiarism accusations, the movie’s marketing makes it abundantly clear that “Dolly” takes heavy inspiration from the original “Texas Chain Saw Massacre,” which is something anyone can easily figure out without a press release’s admission. Like Leatherface, masked killer Dolly is a childlike but imposing hulk who anxiously rocks back and forth when distraught. Like Sally Hardesty, Macy is a resilient heroine caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, and whose final flight involves diving out of a window as well as driving away from danger while her blood-soaked smile laughs hysterically. There are even two separate references to TCM’s director, with a key character named Tobe and a location named Hooper Mine.

At least the PR doesn’t tout Dolly as “the next horror icon” like some indie slashers do when they’re desperate for attention. Cut from the same cloth as any other mute or murmuring maniac with an insatiable desire for dismemberment, Dolly is a basic brute who spends most of the movie tormenting Macy, a woman brought to the forest so her single-dad boyfriend could propose, only for the two of them to inadvertently trigger Dolly’s ferocious rampage.

Finding the film frightening requires being as fascinated with creepy dolls as much as Dolly, because the camera cuts to closeups on them A LOT. Creepy dolls spiked to trees. Creepy dolls encircling the dirt pit where Dolly mournfully dumps her mother’s mutilated body. Creepy dolls all over the dungeon-like home where Dolly plays “House” with captive victims. Even someone with a phobia could become desensitized to dolls due to how often the movie puts another pile of them onscreen.

An infantilization fetish would also help get into the movie’s grungy mood, because Dolly has that too. One scene features Macy sucking on a pacifier while Dolly changes her dirty diaper. Then Macy gets spanked with a paddle as punishment for a failed escape attempt, followed by being forced to suckle Dolly’s bare breast like she’s a baby needing nourishment from mother’s milk. Although other moments are interspersed, everything recounted just now takes place during a 10-minute stretch, so individual mileage definitely varies depending on how much a viewer jives with “Dolly’s” specific brand of exploitative gruesomeness.

“Dolly” could be criticized for not having much flesh to go with its buckets of blood. Dots are connected with typical tropes such as someone tripping while fleeing, twice, with one of those times resulting in a knockout from a rock that happens to be where their head hits. Macy mostly runs from each harrowing ordeal only to immediately find herself in a worse situation as the runtime stretches itself out with one brutal sequence after another, with details like weapons, results, and room of Dolly’s house as the main differences between them.

Then again, “Dolly” never sets out to be more than a sleaze-soaked shocker in the first place. With that as its sole goal, the movie has merit. Unapologetically gritty and gory, “Dolly” is proud to be as battered as the boyfriend crawling while his severed jaw hangs from his face, or as grisly as either of the two decapitated bodies. With graphic practical effects like these, Dolly” almost gains enough gas to accelerate past its photocopied premise, and it arguably does so provided a personal palate appreciates a taste others might find repulsive and repetitive.

NOTE: There is a post-credits scene.

Review Score: 50