Cannibal Girls (1973)

Redheaded white girl in her 20s stands in a kitchen holding a kitchen knife and a severed human finger. She’s slim, barefoot, long hair, wearing a light dress — looks straight out of some backwoods horror porn. Camera stays wide, static shot, she just stares dead into it like she’s about to cut someone up. Next scene shows three people at a dinner table — two guys and a girl, all in their 30s, dim lighting, table set like a family meal. One guy’s obese with a beard, sitting silently like he doesn’t know what’s coming. Then a hallway shot: a 30s black-haired chubby guy kissing a slim younger blonde against a doorway. She’s barefoot too, short skirt, he’s got hands on her hips like he’s about to take her to bed. Final frame: the blonde lying on a bed, red and white blanket, eyes closed, arms spread — looks already used. No actual sex shown in the frames, but the vibe is twisted, dark, like they’re building up to some freaky backcountry cannibal gangbang. The whole thing feels like a horror parody with slow-burn tension and messed-up domestic energy.