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Black Devil Doll from Hell
Was is a nightmare? Or was it for real?
A woman buys a doll at a magic shop. Unbeknownst to her, the doll is possessed by an evil spirit, and it proceeds to take her over.
I've been lead to believe that there's a pool going on as to which film is finally going to break me. For those who have put money down, I will admit that this one came very close.
This movie is fucking awful. And not the charming kind of awful that people should rally around. No, the kind of awful where someone like me (someone who revels in shit movies) has a hard time making it through the whole thing.
Now, there were a couple of horrible things that I enjoyed. First and foremost was the soundtrack. The "theme song" sounded like Butthole Surfers, so that's good. And the rest was done on one of those Casio keyboards everyone had in…
This movie will change your life. Will it change it for the better? Probably not, but maybe. Maybe watching this will "fulfill your most heartfelt desire"
What can I say about this movie? It is probably the most poorly made of any of the Bleeding Skull Challenge films. Bad sound, bad editing, bad acting, etc. This movie is really distasteful. I cannot stress that enough. A God-fearing woman (who is a virgin) happens in to a thrift store and finds a ventriloquists dummy. The shopkeeper tells the woman that every time she sells the 'doll', it always finds its way back to the shop. The doll is supposed to fulfill your most heartfelt desire. The woman buys…
How could they have gone wrong with this?! A fun opening song that even at 6 mins still doesn't wear out its welcome. A jive talking tranquilivist doll with rapey tendencies and a piece of bacon for a tounge. But disappointingly it wasn't enough to save this movie from its excruciatingly frustrating pace that just brings on chronic fatigue.
I wasn't crazy about the movie, it started out okay but then became really repetitive, I mean, how much puppet/human sex can a viewer withstand?
I found renaissance man Chester Novell Turner's film most enjoyable when it came to his music for Black Devil Doll from Hell. Like, as in, I'm pretty sure I kept watching it because I didn't want to stop listening to the music?
Chester Novell Turner: Art Brut provocateur. A correspondence course filmmaker with a penchant for confrontational low-fi aesthetics, Turner pitches Black Devil Doll From Hell somewhere between gonzo-sleazoid horror farce and absurdist psychosexual parable. It's a balls-out assault on good taste, a ribald Tale of Temptation where one woman's repressed primal desires (personified and/or unleashed by the rapacious devil doll, of course) rise to the surface and expose the inefficacy of Christian dogma. I'd draw comparisons to The Book of Genesis, if the "Good Book" ever featured a Rastafarian sex puppet luring the pious Christian flock down a self-destructive path of carnal desire (all while out-Kruegering Freddy Krueger with its gratuitous use of the word "bitch").
Turner's intuitive grasp of film…
There were some laughs had.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
A group of friends and I watched Myra Breckenridge yesterday, and being the asshole I am, I kept mentioning how I've seen movies much, much worse, and I brought up this one. It only makes sense that I finally watch it beginning to end instead of going off of the little parts I have seen.
Oh, Black Devil Doll from Hell, where do I begin? What do I have to possibly say that hasn't already been said? This movie is one of those movies that make me wish I could rate films on a scale of 1/2 to 1000 rather than 1/2 to 5 to accurately describe just how bad it is. Giving this movie a 1/2 means it's only…
Chester Novell Turner's first movie (of two) may feel like a Twilight Zone episode padded out to feature length and shot with a ancient camcorder, but it occasionally surprises the viewer with some canny editing and an earnest desire to shock, taken to some intriguing extremes. Gutter art is still art.
Also, it's reported that everyone involved in this production actually got paid, and that is so goddamn rare in the entertainment biz that I should have tacked on an extra star just for that.
Much like Turner's later film TALES FROM THE QUADDEAD ZONE, this is a work of singular brilliance masquerading as an SOV horror movie.
It's all fun until someone decides to take a bondage-assisted, Stockholm Syndrome-infused doll-human rape scene seriously. (Seriously enough that I started thinking about how much the director wanted to see this happen for real.)
The ending is incredibly predictable as well.
At times like these I have to remember that it isn't always what happens in a movie, it's the people you are watching the movie online with making funny comments about what's going on, that make a film worth watching.
That and puppet sex.
Watched as a part of russman's Letterboxd Movie Night
That doll lasted longer than I ever have.
Best re-edit ever.