The Last Horror Movie is a poor man’s Funny Games.

Here’s the set-up: you start out watching a really bad horror flick about a murderer on the loose in a diner, when suddenly it’s interrupted by a smug British git who tells you that he’s taped over the movie you rented from…wherever.  And then you get to watch his DIY documentary about his life as a serial killer.  The footage features a few stabbings and strangulations, but 85% of it is comprised of him pontificating directly into the camera.  The only thing worse than being trapped with a serial killer is being trapped with a pedantic serial killer.

The Last Horror Movie ends in the worst way possible.  I’m going to spoil the ending if you read further, but it’s for your own good.  I do this out of love.  He tells you that he watched you rent the movie, followed you home, and OMG HE COULD BE RIGHT OUTSIDE YOUR WINDOW WATCHING YOU!!!111BBQGODZILLA!

I don’t think it’s out of the question that the people who are responsible for making this movie should be hunted down and punished by vigilantes.