Vinegar Syndrome: Ted Bundy (2002) - Reviewed

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Well before documentary filmmaker Joe Berlinger’s 2019 Netflix drama Extremely Wicked, Shocking Evil and Vile, the story of infamous American serial killer Ted Bundy had been dramatized a few times over including twice more in 2021 and before in 2009.  One which slipped through the cracks and languished in Blockbuster Video straight-to-video exclusivity before being rescued from oblivion by Vinegar Syndrome is Forbidden Zone actor turned writer-director Matthew Bright’s 2002 biographical horror film Ted Bundy, arguably among the most shocking and extreme films to ever reside on the New Release shelves at the now defunct video store empire.  For having a no porn and no NC-17/X rated policy, they let this unrated gut cruncher go out for rent without issue and it easily goes above and beyond where most actual NC-17 movies dared to traverse.

 
Though loosely based on the facts, the names are changed to protect the innocent and the film’s framing image opens on Ted Bundy (character actor Michael Reilly Burke) looking at himself in the mirror practicing introducing himself to prospective victims he intends to rape and murder.  Initially functioning as a peeping tom, he gradually works his way up to actually killing people, all under the nose of his unassuming girlfriend Lee (Boti Bliss) who isn’t sure about his increasingly sadomasochistic sex games he keeps introducing to her.  Over time he is eventually apprehended but not before escaping two more times to commit even more murders.  All the while Matthew Bright’s film co-written by Stephen Johnston stays trained nonjudgmentally on Ted Bundy, pulling no punches while neither glamorizing nor sanitizing the brutalities in question.  The result is a hard-nosed, sleazy filthy character study that regards the mind behind the monster as still mysterious.
 
Vicious, mean and content to plunge deeper into darkness, Matthew Bright’s film of Ted Bundy though tightly budgeted and plainly exploitative pushes beyond our comfort zones into perversely twisted territory without compromise.  Take for instance a montage set to cheery upbeat music of him on a killing spree with a brief snippet of him sleeping in a barn next to decomposing corpses.  The film goes all the way with more than a few brutal rape, murder and even necrophilia scenes, with realistic practical effects work rendered by legendary artists Tom Savini (cameoing as a detective) and Greg Nicotero.  Sharply edited by Paul Heiman with more than a few wild tricks showing off the killer’s kleptomania and eventual carelessness with his murder sprees, we’re whisked into the killer’s headspace with our only out of this nightmare being when he finally does face execution.

 
For such a tightly budgeted otherwise straight-to-video film, Ted Bundy is handsomely shot by Sonja Rom and the keyboard synth score by Kennard Ramsey appropriately augments the grisly proceedings that follow.  While an ensemble piece with the actresses playing the victims going above and beyond the call of duty in what they’re asked to do, this is primarily Michael Reilly Burke’s show who doesn’t quite look like the real Ted Bundy but manages to convey his sociopathy extremely well.  Looking a bit like Christopher Reeve if he were playing an evil Superman, Burke makes Ted Bundy somehow or another attractive, charismatic and even personable which makes his Jekyll/Hyde transformation into a misogynistic serial murderer all the more startling when it finally does happen.
 
Though granted some limited theatrical runs, this is mostly known as a home video film that came out on Blockbuster Video shelves thanks to First Look Media and British film label Tartan Films.  Without making much of a mark at the box office before playing to the Blockbuster Exclusive crowd who likely didn’t know the depth of depravity this thing would plunge into, Ted Bundy was met almost immediately with mixed if not controversial responses.  Some critics praised the film’s off kilter mixture of drama and black humor while other more renowned critics like Jack Mathews wrote it off as pure exploitation. 

 
While definitely in the latter category, it nevertheless doesn’t make a spectacle of the murders and keeps things down to trying to probe this defective mindset that resulted in the deaths of several innocent people.  Whatever the case, the folks at Vinegar Syndrome have recently began showing love to Matthew Bright’s work and granted it a 4K restoration.  Seen now, the film has lost none of its spiked brass knuckled punch some twenty years later.  Sidestepping the allure of more mainstream serial killer films of recent years and going for a down-and-dirty meat and potatoes approach to this sick and depraved tale, Matthew Bright’s Ted Bundy does not play nice or safe but rather gives us the cold hard truth while leaving enough room for us to make our own judgments about this strange impenetrable monster.

--Andrew Kotwicki