A truly bizarre slice of grindhouse exploitation, Miss Leslie’s Dolls is so out-there that it needs to be seen to be believed. A sort of twisted Psycho remix, Joseph G. Prieto’s horror sees three University students and their teacher rock-up at the house of a twisted satanic, cross-dressing killer on a wet and wild night. It’s kind of like a whacked-out live-action episode of Scooby Doo, where the Scooby Gang are way out of their depth after dropping too much acid.
The world was a different place back in 1973 – transgenderism, lesbianism and er…satanism weren’t widely known about. Director Prieto uses them to taunt, tease and titillat the viewer in this creepy piece of schlock cinema. The acting might not be great, but this thing reeks of atmosphere.
If Miss Leslie’s Dolls was made today, there would be outrage – and i imagine there will be a lot of people who will hate it – but this bad-taste chiller is a no-holds barred piece of exploitation which works in its own terms.