Why, in heaven's name, would anyone want to watch a trashy movie about a perverted midget who keeps heroine-addicted girls imprisoned in his attic? Well personally, I had TWO damn good reasons to track this sick movie down! First of all because it's generally known as a unique and ultra-rare exploitation gem, or more particularly, "the reigning king of dwarfsploitation cinema", like my fellow reviewer teptime put it so poetically! Secondly, I have a bizarre phobia of "little people" and every film featuring dwarfs, whether horror or another genre, simply scares the hell out of me. So, if I ever need a reason to justify why I watch sick stuff like this, I'll just claim it was part of my therapy! Hence, despite that the screenplay doesn't really focus on tension or atmosphere, I found this movie to be rather unsettling at times. Olaf, portrayed by the Danish actor Torben Bille, certainly isn't the most freaky-looking dwarf in horror cinema history (his face strangely resemblances that of comedian Jack Black, actually),but he has quite an evil laugh and his dedication towards noisy children's toys truly sent cold shivers down my spine. Olaf lives together with his mother and runs a boarding house. As a slightly more profitable profession, they also have an attic full of attractive young girls that serve as prostitutes for a selected group of customers. Olaf keeps the girls calm and willing by injecting heroine up their veins and offering them toys. Their business becomes endangered when a young couple moves into the house and questions the strange sounds coming from the attic. "The Sinful Dwarf" is an extremely sleazy motion picture, with raw female full frontal nudity in nearly every sequence and a gigantic amount of rapes, beatings and vile torture. Other than that, there's very little to see here and the pace is too frequently undercut by overlong and dire scenes of Olaf's mother and some other granny thinking back about their glorious days as cabaret singers. How this is relevant in any possible way, don't even ask… The young couple, especially the girl, are surprisingly likable characters and their acting skills aren't even that bad. The picture quality is very poor and the sound regularly fell out, but hey, the immeasurable cult-value makes up for pretty much everything. "The Sinful Dwarf" is an absolute must for collectors, sick puppies and – not to forget – other people with a inexplicable fear for little persons.

Olaf (Torben Bille) is a dwarf with a cane who forces young girls into prostitution with the aid of his mother (Clara Keller). She runs a boarding house and keeps the naked girls locked up and drugged in the attic. Men come and frequent the girls. Peter (Tony Eades) and his wife Mary (Anne Sparrow) rent a room in said establishment. Mary becomes a bit nosy about sounds that she hears. Not too complex of a plot.

This is a film for those who couldn't get enough of "Blood Sucking Freaks." Plenty of full frontal nudity. The DVD has a good audio and video transfer.

Sex, rape, and nudity (Anne Sparrow, Clara Keller, Jeanette Marsden, Lisbeth Olsen, Jane Cutter)

Depraved, sadistic dwarf Olaf (a genuinely creepy and unnerving portrayal by Torben Bille) and his boozy, overbearing mother Lila Lash (a perfectly wicked performance by Clara Keller) abduct lovely young ladies, hook them on heroin, imprison the gals in the dungeon-like attic of their shabby boardinghouse, and force the hapless lasses to work as prostitutes. When newlyweds Peter (drippy Tony Eades) and Mary (fetching, buxom blonde babe Anne Sparrow) rent a room in the ratty abode, Olaf naturally can't wait to get his naughty little hands on Mary. Director Vidal Raski, working from an extremely sick and mean-spirited script by William Mayo, really delivers the lowdown harsh and raunchy goods in a commendably stark, graphic, and unflinching manner: we've got plentiful full-frontal female nudity, voyeurism, incredibly explicit steamy and strenuous sex scenes, a raw, seamy and uncompromisingly twisted scuzzball atmosphere, flagellation, beaten-down women strung out on smack, severe sexual deviance and repression, and Olaf using a cane on poor Mary in a positively vile and unspeakable way. There's a pervasively grimy, seedy, and downright nasty sense of all-out decadence and perversity evident throughout that in turn gives this picture an extra foul and unsettling skin-crawling repellent edge. With his broad, leering grin, annoying throaty chortle, and uncanny resemblance to a diminutive degenerate Jack Black, Bille's Olaf makes for a truly scary and repulsive tiny freak of a main villain. Lasse Bjorne's rough, no-frills cinematography gives the movie an appropriately gritty look. Ole Orsted's neatly varied score alternates between droning dissonance and groovy-jammin' psychedelic prog-rock. A few from out in left field cabaret musical numbers further enhance this flick's overall oddball allure. Essential viewing for devout aficionados of unapologetically kinky and disgusting celluloid filth.