A sweet Russian girl named Karma deals out her own kind of special karma in this enjoyably trashy film. I don't know if this had a theatrical release as it has straight to video scrawled across it like a razor cut, but it did get some festival play back when it was made. Not your elite highbrow festivals mind you but ones that like to have some fun. If I had to write up a film tagline for this one, it would be "Sex, Violence and Silicone". There is a lot of all that on display here. Do films like this even get theatrical releases any more? No 42nd street or drive-ins where this would have played 40 years ago.


Karma (Shera Bechard) finds out that her sister who was lured to Toronto with a phony story of housekeeping work, was instead put into prostitution by the Russian mafia and her dead body turns up. Not sure if Karma had been in the Red Army but she takes some nice killing skills to Toronto to revenge her sister. Since she is mute we get none of those typical dimwitted witticisms after her kills - such as the first one when she sticks a sharp knife into a dull head "Have a little brain with your borscht". But she has other assets that are frontloaded and make conversation seem unnecessary.


And in her favor is her variety - no simple gun kills - one guy she gets to snort something off her chest - that pretty much makes his head explode but she still gets off a few good kicks to his groin and strangles him. You almost feel sorry for him but since he is a scumbag Russian, not a lot. Where did she get these skills - from the Red Sparrow? There is a fine portion of nudity as well since a few scenes take place in a strip club where lap dances are the currency of the night. In Toronto? I thought Toronto was all business and civic minded people. Oh wait. Rob Ford. That's right. Damn I was just there a few months back and all I did was go to baseball games.


Anyways, this is just trashy enough to be fun without going overboard. The director Andrew Thomas Hunt tries to throw in some Tarantino type dialogue from the mobsters that has its moments. One exchange cracked me up. "Hey what was the name of the porn star who was here last week?" "There were a few of them. Which one?" "The blonde one with the huge breasts". "They are all blonde with huge breasts". "Wait, wait - oh ya - Stormy Daniels". Long before Donald got a look at her.