Frustrated with his most recent film doing poorly, film director Able Whitman finds himself at a strip club where he meets and takes home one of the strippers, Gigi Stops. They have an accident on the road which kills Gigi leaving Able to figure out what to do with the body. He conveniently decides to “disguise” the body parts as set pieces to his new horror film. When this new design style is met with much praise, Able decides he needs more parts to fulfill his new “project”. —IMDb
Not only a terrible film, but evidence that having a cineaste directing a film is not necessarily a good thing every time, represented by completely incongruous and jarring film references that give this a pretentious streak alongside its other problems. It’s a celebration of cinema that, despite the sincerity, turns into an embarrassment.
Rather lame H. G. Lewis tribute / parody. You'd be better off watching Blood Feast or Gore Gore Girls than this. And if you're a Sasha Grey fan (aren't we all?) you'd be better off watching Anal Fuck Slaves IV, her acting chops are way better in that than Smash Cut.