A reunion of the director and star of the interesting PENETRATION ANGST – a quirky variation on the vagina dentate concept – TWISTED SISTERS is a low-budget Brit take on early DePalma : the title gives away the obvious good-twin-bad-twin debt to SISTERS though everything from a mystery psychopathic bewigged blonde woman to a climactic hospital sequence echoes DRESSED TO KILL.

Extremely hot brunette Fiona Horsey – a regular Brit horror movie sexpot who, unlike, say, Eileen Daly, can also act – has a good job, a good bloke and is enjoying her newly discovered pregnancy. It’s a shame, then, that her identical, evil twin sister has escaped from an institution and is on a post-coital castration rampage, picking up desperate blokes in bars so she can snip off their dicks after a shag. Some clueless, wholly unconvincing cops share bad-taste puns (“Don’t forget the bollocks!”) during their half-arsed investigation of the kills.

This overlong exploitation flick loses it way toward the end and suffers from some truly amateurish supporting performances : those cops are notably embarrassing as they indulge in pathetic crime-scene humor : finding a cat noshing on a recently severed penis, one of them remarks “Every pussy loves a cock!”. The script, nonetheless, does contain perhaps the decade’s finest line of cheap horror movie dialogue : “Mummy got raped by half a football team!”.

Horsey looks great in and out of corsets and in both the central roles. Her commendable performance keeps the uneven pic on track in between bursts of sex and violence. Graphic on-screen castrations seem ten a penny these days with the likes of TEETH and HOSTEL PART II, though TWISTED SISTERS, in its highlight, provides something a bit different : you won’t quickly forget the sequence in which Horsey anally fucks a guy with a rocket firework…and then lights it.

– Steven West