(In an effort to preserve my sanity/force outside creativity in this time of intense work/study I'll be watching and reviewing a movie everyday as supplement or compliment to my blog...so...enjoy...or at least don't complain)
Movie of the Day: Hatchet for a Honeymoon
Man, if you liked psycho, are italian, don't pay attention too much and like flute interludes this is your movie. At best it's a Giallo movie on crack and Giallo's already on coke...or at least poppers.
Basic plot: Guy is haunted by past so he kills brides, or makes people dress up like brides or sometimes he dresses like a bride. He coincidently runs a bridal parlor. He also has a shrew-wife. Soon a burly Hercule Poirot comes in and starts nosing around and of course the killings become more frequent and sloppy. There's also something about a ghost, which I wont spoil except to say it's the complete opposite of how any ghost has ever worked...ever.
A taste (to avoid spoilers don't click back to youtube):
I've recently become slightly re-enamored with Giallo due to an increase in online horror Fumetti comic scans at places like The Groovy Age of Horror. Their stories tend to be pretty damn creative in how they are fucked up...even if they all tend to involve a rape and severed penis at some point. Italy was the original Japan when it came to superfuckedupstuff in their popular media. All I've learned is that if I want to dress and act like a smooth ass 60s Mario Mastroianni-type I probably have to inexorably link horror and sex or at least love and major injury.
Thanks Italy, I'm fucked up enough as it is.
the movies tend to be the kind of good floating to the top. The balance of creativity and actual art rather than smut. I have my collection of Dario Argentos and "Cemetary Man"s to prove I love the insane lighting and confusing storylines in these things. Heck, even Mario Bava tends to be completely awesome. Danger: Diabolik anyone?
But this movie was some balls for sure. I could have accepted the bride killing, I could have accepted the p.o.v. of tortured killer and I could have accepted the whole childhood/ghost thing but the other ghost was just nonsense. And the "tales from the crypt" EEEEhehehehehehehe finish just compounded that nonsense. Sure, it was like any of those fumetti linked above but hey, those are semi-pornographic nonsense.
I say at best use it for visuals at your next party or read a book in front of it (like I did).
Tomorrow: The Italian Grindhouse crazy-train keeps rolling with Ruggero Deodato's infamous "Cannibal Holocaust"
Cam
Movie of the Day: Hatchet for a Honeymoon
Man, if you liked psycho, are italian, don't pay attention too much and like flute interludes this is your movie. At best it's a Giallo movie on crack and Giallo's already on coke...or at least poppers.Basic plot: Guy is haunted by past so he kills brides, or makes people dress up like brides or sometimes he dresses like a bride. He coincidently runs a bridal parlor. He also has a shrew-wife. Soon a burly Hercule Poirot comes in and starts nosing around and of course the killings become more frequent and sloppy. There's also something about a ghost, which I wont spoil except to say it's the complete opposite of how any ghost has ever worked...ever.
A taste (to avoid spoilers don't click back to youtube):
I've recently become slightly re-enamored with Giallo due to an increase in online horror Fumetti comic scans at places like The Groovy Age of Horror. Their stories tend to be pretty damn creative in how they are fucked up...even if they all tend to involve a rape and severed penis at some point. Italy was the original Japan when it came to superfuckedupstuff in their popular media. All I've learned is that if I want to dress and act like a smooth ass 60s Mario Mastroianni-type I probably have to inexorably link horror and sex or at least love and major injury.
Thanks Italy, I'm fucked up enough as it is.
the movies tend to be the kind of good floating to the top. The balance of creativity and actual art rather than smut. I have my collection of Dario Argentos and "Cemetary Man"s to prove I love the insane lighting and confusing storylines in these things. Heck, even Mario Bava tends to be completely awesome. Danger: Diabolik anyone?
But this movie was some balls for sure. I could have accepted the bride killing, I could have accepted the p.o.v. of tortured killer and I could have accepted the whole childhood/ghost thing but the other ghost was just nonsense. And the "tales from the crypt" EEEEhehehehehehehe finish just compounded that nonsense. Sure, it was like any of those fumetti linked above but hey, those are semi-pornographic nonsense.
I say at best use it for visuals at your next party or read a book in front of it (like I did).
Tomorrow: The Italian Grindhouse crazy-train keeps rolling with Ruggero Deodato's infamous "Cannibal Holocaust"
Cam



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