Movies that are slightly off.
The seven dreaded gateways to Hell are concealed in seven cursed places… And from the day the gates of Hell are opened, the dead will walk the earth.
A young woman inherits an old hotel in Louisiana where after a series of supernatural 'accidents', she learns that the building was built over one of the entrances to Hell.
Coincidentally, when I decided to finally watch The Beyond on blu-ray yesterday, it was exactly 3 years to the day that Richard and I were in Rome anxiously sitting outside of a cafe where we were going to meet and subsequently have drinks and chat with Fabio Frizzi and his lovely wife. It was a surreal moment in time that I will cherish forever. As I sat there next to the man who has scored some of my favorite films of all time, I'm surprised I was even able to compose myself (I just rolled my eyes , but I'm not disgusted enough to delete the pun). At one point I awkwardly extended my arm across the table to show…
A short report of me watching the Beyond:
Cool, opening gore, that's always good!
YES! A house built on one of the gateways to hell! This can only get better!
Why am I listening to seventies porn music all of a sudden?
Cool, some gore.
What's up with the blind chick with the creepy eyes?
Why is everyone screaming all the time?
Again with the porn music.
What's up in the morgue? Why is everything happening in slow motion? Why is the little girl blind now? WHY?
Everyone is screaming again.
Now books are disappearing all of sudden.
Lightning in the library? Where did those spiders come from? AND WHY ARE THEY MAKING KITTEN NOISES???
Bit of porn music.
"ATTACK DICKY! ATTACK!!!!"
Logic? Fuck logic! The Beyond defies logic, and with that delirious defiance, the feeling is as woozy and nightmarish as can be. Wounds burst with sickly substances, blood flows like a rollicking river after a storm, and the makeup designs are just terrific. Lucio Fulci's southern splatter flick, just like many hallmarks within the Italian horror genre, is flawed in regards to its characterizations and its hilarious English dubbing. It doesn't bother me, especially when the imagery is so eerily lush and the sounds are disgustingly primal. The Beyond is simply a mesmerizing horror tale, and I can't recommend it enough.
Oh, and those fucking spiders. It's some of the goofiest shit I've ever seen in a movie. Fulci, you were a man of wonders.
So, maybe building a hotel on top of a portal to the underworld wasn't such a good idea.
This is Lucio Fulci we're talking about here, so the gore is absolutely off-the-walls bonkers. People's bones appear to be made of no more than marshmallows, and their heads have a bad habit of turning into plaster molds in between shots. But far from ruining the film, this plays into the surreal experience it offers. Like all great horror, this is a story about the fragility of our social fabric and what happens when our symbolic network begins to disintegrate (we all turn into plaster marshmallow zombies).
Personally I had trouble connecting to the film, although not due to any fault of…
Just as I thought I was starting to make real progress with regard to understanding Italian horror, along comes The Beyond and suddenly I don't think anything will ever make sense again.
It's not because I didn't understand the plot of The Beyond. I got that part. I just don't think I get Lucio Fulci's style and I don't get why both films I've seen from him so far have such shit music. I'm not singling him out for criticism on that front, by the way. It just strikes me that Italian horror's method of creating atmosphere and adding to any nervewracking visuals was to have trumped up porn music wow-wowing…
Film #20 of Hoop-Tober
Scariness level: Eyes/10
I don't want to write a review really as I'm in a state of apathy towards currently writing reviews; partially because I'm tired of writing when I'm sure no-one actually reads them, and also I'm not actually happy with what I write. But, I'm sort of obligated (as per rules) to write something. So admittedly, after this hoop-tober challenge is over, I'll be taking (hopefully taking) a short break to concentrate on writing elsewhere. Not a different website: but different mediums of literature which will hopefully keep me engaged and not negligent.
Onto the film. I sort of liked it. Mostly for its violence which is very extreme and super-extended. Other than that,…
All timer for me. One of my favorite endings. Ever.
Mostly wanted to watch something to get me inspired to start working on The List for That Thing in October, but it did afford me the opportunity to reevaluate what's been long held as one of Fulci's strongest efforts. I'm not sure I would place it in such high esteem, especially with the story in this being only slightly more comprehensible than, say, The House by the Cemetery and one of the largest casts of people no one could every possibly given even a rat turd about, but there is a fair bit to admire here, especially when Fulci drops the last fuck he gave about the plot for the third act's strung-together barrage of memorable sequences that take on…
87 minutes of gory, 80s horror goodness that was filmed in my hometown to boot!
An intense, blood drenched fevre dream with a unique, chilling atmosphere and great practical effects, though the plot does leave quite a bit to be desired.
After a series of strange occurrences, a young woman learns that the dilapidated hotel she inherited in New Orleans was built on one of the seven entrances to Hell. Oh, baby, this is just what I needed. After a friend would not stop singing the score to this song all night, I decided I finally needed to see the film to effectively get it out of my head.
Only it cemented it there instead of cleansing it out.
"The Beyond" shows giallo master Lucio Fulci's immense talent on display. It's probably his best film, at least from what I've seen. Maybe it's my love affair with New Orleans, maybe it's the tasteful, amazing gore; I don't know what it is,…
The Beyond is arguably director Lucio Fulci's masterpiece, he's made plenty of memorable films but there's something about this particular film that has always stood out in amongst his body of work. The story or plot is irrelevant (I mean at one point a ghost gets killed by her ghost dog?), it has a poetic kind of flow to it that defines logic or story progression. It's like watching a dream, and it certainly has that loose free thought "anything goes" element to it, but within that dreamscape, there is a kind of logic. The second installment in Fulci's "gates of hell" trilogy that was preceded by City of the living dead and exceeded by The house by the cemetery,…
I know that Fulci is "The Godfather of Gore" (as Wikipedia says and we all know that Wikipedia is never wrong) but watching The Beyond and City of the Living Dead, it seems he only has one or two great gore scenes in each film and the rest is silly or cheap (like the paint-gunshot wound here)
I only knew this from the Necrophagia song 'Live in Terror' so I was glad to finally put a film to a song - and what a film! Completely utterly mad as a library full of spiders
The 2016 (2nd) edition of the list. You can see the original and more info here.
With a list of…
the ranking is arbitrary I gave up at the end lol... will try to update this once a month or…