Rene Perez is clearly an example of an auteur since he pens, produces, photographs, edits, and helms this ultra-low budget movies. Mind you, the man has got the knack and the know-how, but he is trapped by his bare budgets. "Cry Havoc" appears to be the latest chapter in his "Havoc" movies. Take about back to basics! We have the equivalent of Leatherface from Tobe Hooper's "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre," with barbed wire wrapped about his hockey mask. This behemoth of a maniac is appropriately christened Havoc (J. D. Angstadt of "Cabal"), and he craves for blood. He utters absolutely nothing, and we never see the face beneath the mask he wears. In "Cry Havoc," this ghastly, gruesome, killer wanders the woods searching for young, beautiful, but vulnerable damsels-in-distress who expose their breasts without qualms. These gals suffer the wrath of Havoc, but he displays little relish for his horrible handiwork. Evidently, Havoc's preferred method of murder is to gut his victims with a jagged meat cleaver and then eviscerate his them. Meantime, an aspiring news reporter, Ellen Weaver (Emily Sweet of "Fear Pharm") schedules an interview with a The Voyeur (Richard Tyson of "Death Kiss") so she can land her dream job at CNN. However, she must accommodate those minions who work for the evil The Voyeur. Ellen must surrender all electronic devices, including her cell phone, because The Voyeur's attorney has to escort the reporter to a secret rendezvous. The attorney is worried that somebody might have followed Ellen, so she keeps her eyes peeled. Meantime, Havoc is harvesting his supply of intestines as if he were pulling ticker tape out of a machine. Ellen manages to escape Havoc's clutches and collides with an off-duty cop (Robert Bronzi of "Once Upon A Time in Deadwood") who is searching for his long, lost daughter. This cop is so focused on finding his adult daughter that he exhausts his supply of ammunition and must contend with Havoc mano a mano in a showdown. Perez shows an ample number of breast shots, and he likes to show our indefatigable hero reloading his revolver. Basically, "Cry Havoc" is torture * of the worst kind. Havoc's butchery of sexy babes gets to be pretty sickening as this 85-minute epic unwinds. Altogether, "Cry Havoc" is enough to make you 'cry havoc.' The squeamish are advised to steer clear of this largely outdoors epic. The ending is sort of depressing. Perez is not without talent, and the sooner he starts using his talent wisely, he may make it as an auteur. Skip this trash that happens to be a sequel to "Playing With Dolls" (2015), "Playing with Dolls: Bloodlust" (2016) and "Playing with Dolls: Havoc." Ultimately, it is a shame that Perez has to make these yarns. The ending really sucks, too.
