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The Mad John Kalangis (2007) Blood Trails

About twenty years ago were fashionable ironic horror movies, this sub-genre titles principles of the various "An American Werewolf in London", "Fright Night" and "Vamp", but it was a fairly short, as we know the fashions but sooner or later return. "The mad" belongs to this new line of horror late ironic that had the highest peak in recent years with the British "Shaun of the Dead" and "Severance-staff reductions." In this case, nothing glaring, but still a funny show schiacciapensieri paying only a ridiculous budget that can not fully develop the look more grim film. The "Mad" in the title is a gentrified family man, a former leader of a band of the '80s rock music, despite his will to fight against a horde of corpses hungry for human flesh. A highlight of the film dialogues manicured and quotes already cult debate over whether our heroes are being found in front of the living dead plague victims or the mad cow disease. Many find them to remember including a tango between the protagonist and a zombie with a helmet over the shot or the rash of bad luck happening to the younger boy (foot eaten by a dead man, shot in the back, the cannibal burgers face and finally succulent meal of the Dead). "The mad" is not as it seems apparently a play on the living dead, but a story of generational conflicts in the background of ornamental apocalypse of the undead. Directed by John Kalangis is pure routine, but the interpretation of Billy Zane is phenomenal, confirming that the comic actor of "Titanic" had shown us in "Demon Knight". Since we released directly on DVD: A vision however is, you never know who might become a cult midnight.

Andrea Lanza

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Robert Krause (2006) Birth Rite

"Blood Trails" is not just a bad movie, it's a stupid movie. And this is certainly his biggest flaw. This prejudice also directed by Robert Krause that sometimes a couple of scenes in terms of well-packed suspense also manages to put in the basket, you also save the actors who, while not excelling in recitative virtuosity, they also give a characterization not contemptible characters but Holy God the script is the most idiotic one can imagine, stuff that "Scary Movie" became an Elizabethan play. As long as the heroine betrays her boyfriend ok, even when they go on holiday together we, the same for the race in mountain biking in the steep streets of the mountain, but when miles and miles away lover of the night comes back with a killing blow to Playstation (contrary to the half moon) and the horned deck (he had just accepted the escapade) came the trouble. One says: ok you are so unlucky to be selected from hundreds of places to make your holiday one where lies your occasional lover, then do not bear a type, no no one who likes to rape the dolls and maybe walk around naked at night kill the chickens, but a type so you had to choose to make the horns with your man? And when we see the protagonist escape far far away and always find the killer waiting for her in unexpected places can come naturally the suspicion that perhaps we might seeing a remake of "High Voltage" by Alexander Aja. Yeah everything fits: perhaps only the killer sees her, maybe he gave at the end of the head and see the different scenes in a viewpoint you want unsettling; likely ok, but at least not stupid. Instead the film is not really so: the linear, so brazen in his being out of time to reverse the roles of "Fatal Attraction" and subtly dishonest cretin with the intelligence of the viewer to create absurd situations nonsense. There are no excuses: "Blood Trails" is one of the most popular competitors to win the Oscar for paraculaggine. Already I see him grinning in director Robert Krause Germany saying "I screwed everyone. I've screwed everybody. " Yeah because the stills were juicy blood and cover very nice, but as the proverb teaches: Not all that glitters is gold. Perhaps if we had relied on the rancid stench of ...

Andrea Lanza

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Devin Hamilton (2003)

caciottaro movie fans, fart, Paraculo here for you the bread of angels: "Birth Rite" Devin Hamilton. Difficult to find way worse, worse and worse acted shot. Nothing really works in this tale of black magic, witches and whores, anything that makes you think for a nanosecond to something good by accident. To begin with we have a protagonist and a Smurf-foot, ugly as death, even chubby, who insist all like a mantra throughout the film to tell us to what is sexually attractive. Certainly better than her older sister, a sort of thirty years with two pornstar tits afraid that the director wants to sell to a courageous eighteen or so, but by virtue of a silly script as anyone in the few films even cagherà smear . Everything to do with the burr in his mouth trying to catch on the panties Bonzon bloody witch. Then we have an antagonist that acts like an idiot in a scene that gives the main character telling her a tiara that tomorrow will begin his powers and soon materializes in his room in tight boxer to kill without there is no logical reason. But the film is covered with inconsistencies: a girl goes to the bathroom to do his business without taking off the jeans, the protagonist goes through a path that move clearly hanged hands while being dead, after a murder in the middle class the other students are their own way. It 'a continuum of idiotic nonsense peppered with dialogues, as a director of ambition that Hamilton would like to have and has no zoom range without sense, karate fights choreographed like a recitation of the primary. We do not know whether to laugh or cry, but one wonders how the hell does the above Mediafilm to distribute film so bad? But it went bankrupt once and for all people able to assume or at least a minimum critical to the choice of films. Annoyingly amateurish.

Andrea Lanza

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Jolly Roger Gary Jones (2005)

How many hopes betrayed, much to the disappointment As you prepare hard watching this "Jolly Roger". Gary Jones years ago was a promising name in special effects, its most significant contribution was to "Army of Darkness" by Sam Raimi, but then got lost in the wishful thinking of a career as a director who satisfies is its author's ego that a taste for the gory makeup. Jones saw the awful "Spiders" and "Crocodille 2", but here we have reached the bottom of the bottom of the fund. Difficult to do worse, hard to beat with only one film the various Decoteau, Uwe Boll or Albert Pyun and tragic role in the Elizabethan "worst director alive". Yes, because the buttocks of young males in the sun or the delusions of our dear David frocetton Bullet time to the director of "Postal" is nothing compared to this unfortunate story of pirates and sold trees. Produces the Asylum house specializing in bad ripoff of famous films, but also a masterpiece as "King of the Ants" by Stuart Gordon, then at least glimmer of hope that this time, "Jolly Roger" could be a decent horror there could be. To confirm the thesis also beautiful scenes of decapitations and bloody deaths appeared to "Fangoria" unfortunate fans who did enjoy the kind like me. But unfortunately the special effects are the only thing salvageable in a film shot poorly, worse written and played by actors so that it looks askance Valeria Golino Ava Gardner. The history of impunity robs "Fog" by Carpenter, but "Pirates of the Caribbean" by Verbinsky, but without either the palpable tension of the first nor the second of shameless sympathy. "Jolly Roger" is a slasher full pedestrian full of technical errors that could hide Masonic absolute hatred towards the cinema. What about a security camera that transmits images mounted cinematically? Or a girl beaten and left lifeless on a second before it magically appears in front of our pirate untouched as if nothing had happened? Or a police station which is actually an apartment in a motel? Or an image before a treasure chest full of human heads and the other empty plastic? These things are a bit 'to the film only Ed Wood Wood were at least entertaining in their cialtroneria. This "Jolly Roger" is rather boring until the climax, as a sloppy soap operas broadcast on "Never say TV", shot televised without a minimum of flash. Do not be fooled by two beautiful boobs bobbing and some 'fairly good splatter "Jolly Roger" is the amount by more than two pounds in a school play. Only masochists.

Andrea Lanza