Synopsis
Sowed in incest! Harvested in hate!
An angry, alcoholic matriarch tyrannizes her spoiled, grown-up children during an unwanted family get-together, where someone begins killing them one by one.
1968 Directed by Andy Milligan
An angry, alcoholic matriarch tyrannizes her spoiled, grown-up children during an unwanted family get-together, where someone begins killing them one by one.
Milligan’s psycho family melodrama from hell. An unsettling transmission that has severely dented my psyche. Essential.
if you think you've got a fucked up family check this one out lol. performed as an ostensible familial melodrama (with music that flirts with being romantic) this slowly layers on the perverse history and impulses of the family at its center until its one of the sickest, filthiest no-budget films i've ever seen; all ugly, sadistic 16mm close-ups of bleeding wounds, crying, abuse, drowning, acid burns, screaming, incest, stabbing, hanging, abortions, and all matter of general, hateful depravity and punishment. need to rinse my eyeballs asap.
In Theodore Roszak's novel Flicker, a small group of hardcore cinephiles and one poor date who happened to be along for the ride watch a newly-unearthed film by the mysterious director Max Castle. It is described as a black and white nightmare, not overtly horror-themed but oppressive, bleak, and disturbing. When discussing the film afterward, the young woman whose primary interests lie outside cinema flatly states that the film was "enough to put you off sex for life."
Vinegar Syndrome's restoration of Andy Milligan's original cut of Seeds is the closest thing I've ever seen to matching that description. Milligan's films are impossible to mistake for anyone else's work, and his obsessions remained consistent whether the film was a genre…
Andy Milligan’s films often feel like retaliations against a cruel world and everything in it — the evil and the innocent. His characters are often scarred by the sins of their fathers and, more frequently, their mothers. Even when the abusive parental figures are still living within the films, their presence is that of an evil spirit, no doubt influenced by Milligan’s relationship with his own mother. There is no better example of this than the physically and soulfully crippled matriarch of 'Seeds,' in which the deeply troubled Manning family reunites for Christmas in their widowed mother’s home and are killed off one by one. Others have noted that 'Seeds' feels like a very personal film for Milligan. As played…
This family tree sits in the depths of a boggy swamp - dying and decayed, every branch covered in a thick black moss, where the only cure is to just let it rot away. And my god does this tree ever ROT!
Starting off as a Christmas family reunion birthed from the fires of Hell, Seeds shifts gears into a family funeral as body after body ends up dying in the most disturbing of ways. A murder mystery steeped in melodrama and greed. Claustrophobic AF, demented and deranged, explicit and voyeuristic. No subject is too taboo as a constant screaming match wages on with the viewer stuck awkwardly in the middle, NO ESCAPE. I've NEVER experienced an atmosphere…
A symphony of hate; Andy Milligan's sound and fury peaks as the screaming matches, multiple incestual reunions, and a constantly moving, constantly swirling camera combine into a cacophony of pure, unfiltered bile. Vinegar Syndrome's new reconstruction of the original cut is a revelation -- excising all of the tedious softcore inserts and revealing just how squirm-inducingly sick Andy's vision really was. Essential.
delightful! "anything with dis in front of it suits michael" (watched something weird's "seeds of sin" cut)
Daily Horror Hunt 19 – January Horror 2020 Day 5. pick any horror you've not seen from a horror director you wish to delve further into. (Andy Milligan)
This is a weird movie in that I think I kind of hated it. I hated all the characters. I hated the screeching and the way they treated each other. But I just couldn't stop watching it. With a smile on my face. The finale made me happy. I'm a little worried about myself.
I know nothing about Andy Milligan but he really does seem to have some major issues with families. Every movie of his I've seen thus far have been about a bunch of horrible family members getting together and being awful to each other.
"i love you so much i could kill you."
A bad seed comes from a diseased plant.
Andy Milligan #11 --- Seeds tells the story of a fucked up family reunion. Strangely enough, some elements of the plot can also be found in The Ghastly Ones which Milligan made the same year. That being that Seeds is the much better film.
The writing is great. It has a few aces up its sleeve which will shock you. Once the movie started you know that there is something very wrong going on. And it's just getting crazier.
It's a chamber piece. There is only one outside shot in the whole movie. The main location is an old house. It seems to be the same house that was used in The…
The best way to watch a film is not in a state of hyperfocus, but in a trancelike state in which the film is allowed to worm its way into the physical space you occupy, when it's actually there in the room with you. This is when film is able to be the magick it was intended to be. This film is particularly good at invading your space with a field of negative energy, a broiling intensity that threatens to torch the decrepit celluloid even when played on disc. Watching Seeds feels like a truly unholy experience; it's imbued with the soul of Andy Milligan. He is still alive.
Like the famously semi-lost and altogether mangled state of his filmography,…
45% softcore porn, 20% shrill harridan berating her adult children, 20% couples talking in bedrooms, 5% murder, 100% Andy Milligan.