A self-consciously flashy and trashy homage to '70s grindhouse fare made by and for B-movie geeks.
“Bring Me the Head of the Machine Gun Woman” is pretty much what you’d expect a pic titled “Bring Me the Head of the Machine Gun Woman” to be, a self-consciously flashy and trashy homage to ’70s grindhouse fare made by and for B-movie geeks. The latest effort by Chilean writer-director Ernesto Diaz Espinoza (“Mirageman,” “Mandrill”), a filmmaker apparently bent on satisfying and sustaining his own cult following, it’s ready-made for niche festivals like Austin’s Fantastic Fest, where it recently world-premiered, but doubtless destined for homevid playoff in most territories.
After accidentally overhearing a gangster confab with his minions, nightclub DJ and vidgame addict Santiago (broadly overplayed by Matias Oviedo) avoids execution only by offering to kill the eponymous heroine (Fernanda Urrejola), a hell-on-heels femme-fatale bounty hunter. Santiago approaches his task like a gamer playing “Grand Theft Auto,” a point Espinoza underscores with mildly amusing retro vidgame visuals. Meanwhile, the scantily clad Urrejola saunters through with unflappable aplomb, favoring multiple weapons as fashion accessories. Everyone else involved tries too hard, and the effort shows. Production values are aptly shabby.