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A female nurse desperately tries to hide her feelings of necrophilia from her new boyfriend, but still has pieces of the corpse of the first movie's hero in her possession.
Hoop-Tober 2.0: Film #33
I was going to write some big long bullshit review but i have no words other than that this redefines anything i thought cinema ever could or would be and reaches far beyond anything a film of this ilk should have been able to be, becoming one of the most emotionally rewarding films I've ever seen, I'm just so enthusiastic about this film, I would watch this for the rest of my life if I could and not get bored; this is how you pull off a film and anyone who dismisses it solely because of the fact that its genre fare is missing out on what is surely one of the greatest films of all time. Impossible filmmaking of the highest order and I cannot conjure the words eloquent enough to do it justice.
Hoop-Tober 2.0, Film 27 of 31:
An exceptionally quiet and observant display of transgression.
You know when you watch a film, and then you watch its sequel, and the sequel seems kind of like a spoof or a spin-off of the original idea and just sort of leaves you cold? I feel like Jorg Buttgereit (successfully) attempted the exact opposite with Nekromantik 2.
Not only a significant step up from Nekromantik in theme, execution and metaphor, but as a technical accomplishment as well.
His unique and somewhat absurdist sense of humor remains here but is continuously undermined by a much more sinister, slow-burning and even beautiful approach to the film's philosophies, which works to Buttgereit's benefit. It simply has more…
"That's supposed to turn you on, but it doesn't work with everybody."
Nekromantik was notable for being one of those movies - a shock-and-disgust exploitation film with a ridiculous premise that you have to qualify as "well it's art" when you admit to liking it or else everybody will think you are some fucked up weirdo who probably tortured animals as a kid - but also being impossible to dismiss due to a legitimate level of craft.
Nekromantik 2 continues down that path and even succeeds in a number of ways where its predecessor did not, although by the end things mostly even out and they are both very similar in quality. Where as Nekromantik was a character study of…
One of my life's regrets is that I only ever went to the Scala cinema once.
It was on 10th October 1994, for a double-bill of The Texas Chain Saw Massacre and Nekromantik 2, neither of which I, nor any of my mates who came with me, had seen before. Nothing needs to be said about the first film (except: best horror film ever, blew me away, left me breathless, etc). But I couldn't stick around for the second film, because I had to go to a family thing. I think all my mates left too.
And I've always been glad that I didn't watch Nekromantik 2 that afternoon. Because at that age, and with such little experience of truly…
A film that perfectly encapsulates that moment when you first stay over at a new girlfriend's house and awake in the morning to find a decaying penis on a plate in the fridge.
You know, why stop at number one? While I'm here just throw number two in there for the heck of it. And son of a vandruke! I liked it more than the original! Buttgereit here shows flashes of brilliance with very elegant dark humor. Now our Nekromantik is a female nurse that digs up the guy from part one. There's better acting involved, plus is a sequel that doesn't feel tired, it is a sequel and yet feels like a spin off. Revolting good flick.
Successfully "arts" the first film and tells a somewhat substantial story about love and relationships. Don't think it's the masterpiece its fans claim it is but it's a pretty damn big step up (w/r/t justification of existence beyond shock value) from Jörg's debut. High 3.
it's actually a romantic movie if you think about it + yikes
renders the typically sexually engaged (i.e. those involved in the porn industry) prudish and self-centred in regards to the desires of others; takes what would be a taboo film following a porn dubber alone and opposes it a greater taboo, necrophilia. genuinely controversial yet somehow very sincere and touching. Buttgereit not only ups his formal game and transgression, but abandons his empty criticisms to embrace an unsmiling pairing of the taboo and the flat-out unmentionable to question what should really be acceptable. as a defense of necrophilia – despite not really being its primary intention, if its intention at all – my grin during its (literal) climax should speak to how much more successful this is than its predecessor. tempted to call this one of my favorite modern romances.
And by my first roll of the dice this Halloween season... what a way to kick off the season with a little corpse fucking.
Female necro tries to live a more normal life by dating a (gasp!) living man. Still, she can't completely get her former lover out of her mind... or her refrigerator. Not nearly as shocking or disturbing as the gritty and effective original, this is filled with slow scenes which are needlessly drawn out to the point of tedium. Still, this has some good moments sprinkled throughout; enough to make it worthwhile. Camerawork is very good, as is the music score. The finale's memorably disgusting, too.
I was going to write a lol review about how I'm a grown adult watching Nekromantik 2, but this is a genuinely fascinating exploration of desire and deviance, both deeply emotional and brazenly disgusting.
I miss the original's delirium and punk attitude, but the sequel's expressive, dialogue-free passages are almost as transgressive. Buttgereit's amateurishness doesn't help him this time around: His film-school flourishes and monotonous excess distract rather than enhance.
Nevertheless, a few moments stick with me, first and foremost Monika's spine and ribcage pressing through her skin as she makes love - a visual link to the previous seal autopsy footage - linking the romantic to the primal, the fantasy to the reality underneath.
This isn't Kubrick or Fellini, but rather a unique sort of cinema, neither exploitation or arthouse. Not for everyone, but certainly worth watching for the curious.
Film #15 in my 2016 Hoop-tober (3.0) list.
Of all the ways I could describe this movie, I think the most just would be thus: a 100 minute ballad of the zoo courtship between Lionel and Paquita from Dead Alive / Braindead. For a sequel to something as genuinely disgusting and harsh as 1987's Nekromantik, this film even in its ugliest moments is pretty downright serene. Bordering on poetic. (I think I can get away with saying this, given that the relationship between these two never stalls with awkwardness or jittery space-sharing drama. These two meet and are independently instantly comfortable until the other either isn't in the same room or isn't looking them directly in the eye.)
Not as funny as its predecessor and still working on a visibly low budget, this film still manages to pull out some every impressive feats especially a sex scene early on in the film that's so completely aped by David Fincher in Fight Club that he must have seen this.
One of the striking shifts in tone is the minimal amount of dialogue in the film, yet the bleak, perverse humour is still at work but on another level. Even down to responding to complaints about a rabbit being killed and skinned in the first instalment by stepping things up a notch with a seal autopsy...
Not for the faint hearted, but then with that title, what else would you expect?
Too long but there is brilliance here beneath its ugly exterior.
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