Black Devil Doll (2009)

“He’s a lover! He’s a killer! He’s a muthfuckin’ puppet!” Produced and co-written by underground shock trooper Shawn Lewis, co-written by Brawlin' Broads' madman Mitch Mayes, and directed by Jonathan Lewis (“an actual Negro!” as the movie’s production notes boast), Black Devil Doll (2007) is a funktastically freaky, explosively over-the-topless orgy of belly laughs, splatterific gore, outrageous racial humor, and an astounding array of naked nubiles, each of whom succumbs to the lethal charms of the titular toy soul-brother run wild. When Heather (hefty-honkered Heather Murphy) monkeys with a Ouija board, she inadvertently transplants the soul of executed ’60 radical Mubia Amul-Jaba into what was once an innocent plaything. From there, our two-foot-tall, Afro-centric antagonist goes absolutely ape-shit, soaking the screen with skinterracial sex, puppet-on-pussy crime and unforgettable, virtually unrepeatable dialogue (one coal-colored gem: “Bitch, I say n----- a hundred times a day! It’s the only thing keeping my teeth white!”). Black Devil Doll pays brilliant tribute to the most insane grindhouse excesses of the ’70s, and its packed with more nudity than any film you’re likely to see outside of a peepshow booth. It is awesome… muthafuckin’ awesome!