Anyone with the merest familiarity with this horrendous case will start to scratch their head almost from the start. You'll be checking the box, checking the disc to confirm you put the right one in. This movie portrays the titular character, a cold-blooded psychopath who participated in the mutilation, rape and murder of her own sister for the sexual gratification of her husband and herself, as a victim, an almost heroic character. Watch as she cringes, blanches and can't bear to look as the husband carries out the atrocities. Nothing to do with her! She was a battered wife, too terrified to prevent these crimes. If you're tempted to watch this garbage, and I recommend you don't, at least read up on the case first.
The whole movie is then undermined by the intertitles at the end where, in a few lines, we are told just what the judge at her trial thought of Karla.
Apart from that, the acting is abysmal, the cinematography is headache inducing and the dialogue was obviously scrawled on a cigarette packet just before shooting started. It appears to have had the budget of a school play. Treat this movie like a pool of vomit on the pavement, and give it a wide berth.
Review of Karla
