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Going through a horror binge...
An American Werewolf In London - Tried to weave horror and comedy together but the end result contained neither. An undercooked novelty that moved ploddingly along without much excitement.
The Grapes of Death - In spite of the dodgy acting, laughably poor special effects and gratuitous sex, there's just enough dreamy vibes and offbeat artistic choices that makes me return for more entries in Jean Rollin's filmography. This was another good 'un.
The Shout - Incredibly brooding stuff from Alan Bates but the film felt more like a filmmaking exercise than a proper film, like a rehearsal ahead of the actual film, a film I'd like to have seen.
Love Massacre - It's been a while since I saw a film so badly in need of restoration. The colours of the extant print were so subdued that the white hardcoded subs often merged with white backgrounds. It's a shame since deep colours seems to be an essential component of the original vision. I thought it was a superb minimalistic slasher that deftly utilized it's desolate San Francisco setting.
Ganja & Hess - One of a kind avant garde/blaxploitation horror, using vampirism an a metaphor for drug addiciton. Nice distorted visuals, an incredible dissonant soundtrack, yeah, I really enjoyed it. It was also sexy AF.
The Leopard Man - A few nice RKO/Val Lewton quirks but not enough to rescue it from slightness.
Poltergeist - I was lead to believe that this was a Tobe Hooper film but instead I got a Steven Spielberg one. Disappointed, as I could feel his fingerprints all over the things I thought were so-so about the film. I thought the initial spectral gestalts were spooky as hell and well done but the following ones rather lame and tacky. The last 20 minutes or so felt completely superfluous, left me totally indifferent.
Carol Anne made me think of this song:
An American Werewolf In London - Tried to weave horror and comedy together but the end result contained neither. An undercooked novelty that moved ploddingly along without much excitement.
The Grapes of Death - In spite of the dodgy acting, laughably poor special effects and gratuitous sex, there's just enough dreamy vibes and offbeat artistic choices that makes me return for more entries in Jean Rollin's filmography. This was another good 'un.
The Shout - Incredibly brooding stuff from Alan Bates but the film felt more like a filmmaking exercise than a proper film, like a rehearsal ahead of the actual film, a film I'd like to have seen.
Love Massacre - It's been a while since I saw a film so badly in need of restoration. The colours of the extant print were so subdued that the white hardcoded subs often merged with white backgrounds. It's a shame since deep colours seems to be an essential component of the original vision. I thought it was a superb minimalistic slasher that deftly utilized it's desolate San Francisco setting.
Ganja & Hess - One of a kind avant garde/blaxploitation horror, using vampirism an a metaphor for drug addiciton. Nice distorted visuals, an incredible dissonant soundtrack, yeah, I really enjoyed it. It was also sexy AF.
The Leopard Man - A few nice RKO/Val Lewton quirks but not enough to rescue it from slightness.
Poltergeist - I was lead to believe that this was a Tobe Hooper film but instead I got a Steven Spielberg one. Disappointed, as I could feel his fingerprints all over the things I thought were so-so about the film. I thought the initial spectral gestalts were spooky as hell and well done but the following ones rather lame and tacky. The last 20 minutes or so felt completely superfluous, left me totally indifferent.
Carol Anne made me think of this song: