Manhattan Baby ★★★

If there was more power in the bizarre, more blood and bite in the deaths, I’d be all about this movie. It has Fulci’s trademark strangeness, trademark resistance to the normal confines of plot (even if it is soiled by the ridiculous stoicism of the characters), in fact to be short it has all his trademarks down to collaborating with Frizzi and Sacchetti, but is only missing his trademark gore.

Full review and some tangential pictures of a hike I took here:

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