Not only is the plot idiotic and the racial stereotyping painful to watch, but the acting is putrid, the direction inept and the special effects ... well: they're "special" all right. Avoid this one like plague unless you either want to learn how NOT to make a film, or you're really toasted. There are also a few notable continuity issues. The lighting is awful (the background changes colours several times during several scenes). In a number of shots that are supposed to be scary, the camera is badly out of focus ... when it is not jiggling. It is really hard to believe that this thing was actually shot on film, because the resolution seems so bad, but that is probably the result of the combination of bad camera-work, bad lighting and using a photo kiosk in a car park somewhere to process the film.

Unbelievable obscurity from the mid-80s revels in its pornographic and horror inspirations. A church-going lady saving herself for marriage goes shopping at a thrift store and picks up a Jamaican puppet believed to have evil powers. It then proceeds to rape the living bejeezus out of her and turns her into a horn dog, only human meat cannot satiate her newfound hunger for puppet penis. Absurd on every level with pacing that can block a magnum bullet, this has garnered a cult status for all the right reasons. Only a few freeze frame montages show any creativity and deliver the biggest belly laughs, unless you count the disco scene from 1984 with numerous extras shaking their booties to Casio music. Which is the film's other main asset: score. The opening credits droll for a full 6.5 minutes with an accompanying song you'd swear was performed and vocalized by Aaron Stielstra; the rest of the songs coming from a Casio keyboard demonstration (literally) and an unbearable one-note synth drone that sounds like your tape is broken. Remarkably, the puppetry is very competent and I couldn't spot any humans manipulating the Fat Albert-voiced doll. Many, many scenes of erotica and nudity from one of the most unattractive women to grace the screen. The thrift store owner's line reading is hilarious and deserves its own drinking game.

Way before Chucky was born some guy made this flick. And immediately it became a cult one. Why, I can't tell but you must see this one, maybe that's the reason. First of all, it never had a wide release and it was only sold on VHS. Never appeared on DVD and will never see a proper release. So the hunt is on to catch a copy. If you catch a copy then you will see that it really is one of the lowest budgets ever. There is most of the time just one actor. Acting is just reading the lines from a paper or trying to remember them. There are no effects in it, if there are any than it is the video effects (freeze frames) to make it creepy. Only at the end you will notice some blood. They never used extra lights. The editing was made I don't know how but sometimes it isn't synchronized as is the sound. The credits on the beginning are way too long, almost 6 minutes and nothing to see, only a black background. The score used is always the same tune sometimes pitched up or down and is surely made on a Commodore 64. And the score sometimes overrules the voices so what they are saying is a big secret. And the way the sound is recorded is, to say the least, terrible, a lot of hiss. Anyway, the idea for the script is original. A puppet possessed by the devil makes your dreams come true but you have to pay a price for it. There were only black people involved in it and that's a reason that it became cult, remember Abby, much fuzz about that one too and also a bit OOP as this one. If you have the time and are really in exploitation or grindhouse then you must see this home made flick. Oh yeah, don't think Black Devil Doll made in 2007 is a remastered version of this flick, it's more a remake. So you see, it is a cult one....

Shot on video monstrosity about a repressed deeply religious black woman who buys a ventriloquist dummy with dreadlocks that happens to be possessed. The Dummy seduces her and then takes her over turning her into a sex fiend.As they say you have to see it to believe it. Obviously the intent was to make a serious film about the fall from grace, yadda yadda yadda, but the result is painful, Mostly because scenes run on and on and on with no end in sight. We get a long phone conversation while the camera pans around the house showing all the religious items in it. The opening credits take almost 7 minutes of screen time (thats about one tenth the length of the film). The music is awful. And the sex scenes...well did you ever want to know what it would look like if Charlie Mc Carthy ever managed to marry a real live girl? Yea, me neither. This is a painful film that is only recommended for seasoned bad movie lovers or mental patients, preferably people who are both. This walks that fine line between MST3K good bad and mind destroying bad.You've been warned.