Nick Prol’s review published on Letterboxd:
The Run-On Sentence:
A surreal descent into madness in a macabre, comic, and truly bizarre (yet oddly beautiful and sad) meditation on love, sex, and death (but mostly death) based on a novel by Tiziano Sclano (of Dylan Dog fame) with some amazing shots, a catacomb's worth of gallows humor and a typically great and acerbic performance from Rupert Everett (which makes the film feel like "Withnail and I" meets "Dead Alive") make Cemetery Man (aka Dellamorte Dellamore) an experience including everything I could ever want in a film of this type and one of my favorite movies I've seen in a long time.
"Withnail and Die"
Only further cements my love for Italian horror, if a beautiful woman has a phallus phobia you best get to snippin', a fine reminder that today's tired trope of zombies can be done well, I'm now afraid of boy scouts, a man can fake an orgasm.
Zombie on a motorcycle!!!!!