Unstable downtown NYC artist Reno can't seem to get it together: his bills are overdue, his painting work seems constipated, his girlfriend unsupportive.

Slowly, Reno loses his grip on reality and begins stalking lower Manhattan street denizens with a power drill.

This punky terror is devoid of any atmosphere, its loser characters fail to maintain interest.

Scummy Reno and his bargain basement psychosis (on which Driller ultimately must depend) is in the end banal and uninteresting.

A 'crucifixion by drill' scene offers a little interest. But don't get too excited; it's not much.

Advice: Driller Killer needs a hot shower and a job.