as close to murderdrone as one can get while still having a plot: 42 minutes of ragged synth over top wooden acting and childish directing, but somehow, its atmosphere and sense of dread overcomes all these problems. a young woman attending a party at a farmhouse, ostensibly friends with somebody there, becomes part of a pagan ritual to resurrect some ancient evil. any attempts at escape are thwarted by a mute giant controlled by his abusive laddish friend (who may or may not be possessed by the aforementioned ancient evil). Invitation to Hell is a dream, a signal from an Earth not unlike our own, but perhaps less sinister as evil embodies itself.

a movie nathaxn would love

The only thing that saves this 43 minute British horror "feature" from ~1982 from being anything but totally fucking useless is the fact that due to its budgetary limitations and sort of ineptness, it exists in its own world that seem to be completely impenetrable to the average viewer. This distance placates the viewer into not questioning anything (i.e. easily suspending belief) that in a normal horror movie would get 'screamed at' (for example, when the victim is walking slowly and the viewer [in the all knowing position] can see the killer, the viewer might mentally [or even actually] yell at the character to watch out, or whatever--not in this flick)

Two Words

Narcoleptic Nightmares

Rating: 3.5/10

you're mostly gonna sit through a somewhat lifeless cult horror turd but a very solid sacrifice scene is awaiting. just listen to it and check yr sites then tune in to the finale. i couldn't believe the level of redemption.

Possibly what would happen if Rocky (from The Picture Show) was let lose in the West Country...

no

Two Words

Narcoleptic Nightmares

Rating: 3.5/10

you're mostly gonna sit through a somewhat lifeless cult horror turd but a very solid sacrifice scene is awaiting. just listen to it and check yr sites then tune in to the finale. i couldn't believe the level of redemption.

Wooden, unintelligible, built on a foundation of hypnotically woozy synths. Just how I like 'em.

KILLED BY SYNTHS 12/36

Possibly what would happen if Rocky (from The Picture Show) was let lose in the West Country...

as close to murderdrone as one can get while still having a plot: 42 minutes of ragged synth over top wooden acting and childish directing, but somehow, its atmosphere and sense of dread overcomes all these problems. a young woman attending a party at a farmhouse, ostensibly friends with somebody there, becomes part of a pagan ritual to resurrect some ancient evil. any attempts at escape are thwarted by a mute giant controlled by his abusive laddish friend (who may or may not be possessed by the aforementioned ancient evil). Invitation to Hell is a dream, a signal from an Earth not unlike our own, but perhaps less sinister as evil embodies itself.

a movie nathaxn would love

no

Keine Ahnung, was ich sagen soll. es war so dunkel, dass ich absolut nix erkannt habe. Alles weitere hier: filmschrott.wordpress.com/2015/10/25/invitation-to-hell-horrorctober-2015/

The only thing that saves this 43 minute British horror "feature" from ~1982 from being anything but totally fucking useless is the fact that due to its budgetary limitations and sort of ineptness, it exists in its own world that seem to be completely impenetrable to the average viewer. This distance placates the viewer into not questioning anything (i.e. easily suspending belief) that in a normal horror movie would get 'screamed at' (for example, when the victim is walking slowly and the viewer [in the all knowing position] can see the killer, the viewer might mentally [or even actually] yell at the character to watch out, or whatever--not in this flick)