Sunday, September 13, 2009

Recurring Itchy Spots

THE SACRIFICE WE SHALL Poughkeepsie Tapes

di John Erick Dowdle
con Stacy Chbosky, Ben Messmer, Samantha Robson, Ivar Brogger, Lou George, Amy Lyndon

Pura nitroglicerina.

Metà last horror movie metà blair witch project , riesce appieno dove questi falliscono: disturbare e angosciare. Quasi come un Vogel più accorto e depurato dalla sua foga di disgustare per amor di gratuità o come un Bob Fosse votato alla sporcizia.

Scaltrissimo nel suo giostrarsi tra mito inventato di sana pianta, leggenda metropolitana e cronaca vera tenendosi sempre in bilico tra puro mockumentary con punte di ragguardevole mimetismo snuff e attinenza/risonanza actual events (the interview with Bundy, and read some statements on the net it seems that the affair of the pt is not entirely a media orchestrated Fregnaccia blink cash) and avoid the whip in his theory of gravity that blames the metacinema voyeur.

perhaps exaggerates those who say that makes him a fifa blue, but it certainly is loaded with a constant sense of impending threat which instills a growing concern and that is not / even try adding up all the wicked torture porn of that luster.

room must be seen in panic attacks. And since you probably never actually see it, thanks to a coward who refuses MGM distribution because they fear outbreaks emulation from viewers psychos, braccatelo without delay because he deserves, absolutely.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

What Organ Is Just Above The Waist In The Back?

OVERKILL: DEATH SCENES 3

Nick Bougas

Jeez. Again Bougas does not lower our guard, not to discount and takes no prisoners. Moreover, the death does not credit to anyone, so useless decaffeinate sweetened beans and serve. And therefore, served on a silver tray as an epigraph celiniana to accept, with interest aridaje cravattari: cyclotron and another megaton explosion of bodies, another atomic thanatos at the door, another tireless parade of foolish bodies , another feral memorandum of fragility the flesh and the transience of life, third planet is to reiterate that all mortuary and the world is a war film: Osjek or Rwanda, Peru or Iraq that's the difference? Death is democratic, omnivorous and nymphomaniac. In such cases, even vain: wink makes us look only provisionally privileged bystanders.
Every loophole metaphysics banned. Piety does not live here anymore, only a bell'assestato shock-and deserved-88 ', unrepentant voyeur in us, remains.


In be overwhelmed by such operations of dubious ethics and equally on the need and importance, is experienced first hand how he felt in Alex torture by Ludovico. When they are beaten in the face of devastating picture of the massacre in Poland by 39 or deformed fetuses and infants at levels pataphysics, estrangement becomes impossible and we must try as much as possible to keep in Zen mode. Of course you do not have time to think I have gained half a crumb that corpses of children enter the scene and the border between shockumentario see an end in cardiology and is becoming increasingly blurred.

Generally the warnings cause the opposite effect and trigger the double of curiosity, but this time I do not mean to make you watering, but because this stuff is really hard to sustainability that takes away the desire for a meal or lo fa vomitare: rigorosamente per anime imperturbabili e tempratissime. And I really mean issime.

Short Dresses For 15 Year Old

unserer SEIN WIRD DER TOD: DEATH SCENES 2




di Nick Bougas
La morte è infaticabile e fantasiosa, e Bougas non le è secondo: servendosi di un inesausto ed estenuante bric-a-brac di un repertoriato (in parte ancora fotografico: spiccano soprattutto le più rivoltanti pagine delle incredibili death-mags messicane quali El nuevo alarma, Peligro, Nota roja ) che fa vacillare anche i più scafati, bissa e supera se stesso, reggendo alla nera signora la veste nuziale e rovesciando the bataille "je suis joie devant la mort " in a haughty " je suis la mort devant la Joie".

disappeared from the helm Satan La Vey and placed on a more orthodox voice-over (however, never cold, cynical, complacent or arrogant: the opposite, in fact, the comments pecorecci tricolor), this second vessel overload thanatos and resumed the previous philological where the curtain fell (WWI) on up to the first torments of conflict inter-ethnic Yugoslavia. Half of the necrobulimia camera does not miss half centilitre blood or awl into details and all the swallows there rivomita with interest addosso. More solito, beninteso.

Se da una parte si tiene ancora desto l'interesse graz ie a un tono tutto sommato neutrale e para-storiografico con documenti sulla guerra in Korea, su quella in Vietnam, sulla morte a Hollywood e sugli allora inediti exploit sul massacro della Manson family (atti a provare la falsità di certi miti legati allo Zio Charlie), dall'altro si scorge la chiara volontà di elevare a potenza gli choc del primo bloodbuster, spinta che rende vana e metastorica la masquerade culturale. La sintesi superiore tra l'indubbio interesse per alcuni documenti e l'umore funebre che tutto neutralizza prevarica soffoca non trova insomma alcuna soddisfazione.


E allora via a tutto rigor mortis con una balordiss ima guernica di cadaveri smembrati e mutilati in tutte le salse e minestre, incidenti automobilistici (clip estrapolate dai famigerati educationals proiettati nelle scuole per sensibilizzare i prepuberi ai rischi dell'alcool) , suicidi (insostenibile quello ormai celebre di Budd Dweyer, il tesoriere che durante una conferenza stampa si sparò in bocca in diretta), omicidi, feti clandestinamente abortiti, autopsie, neonati deformi, e via orripilando.

Senza sosta. Senza pietas.

Laddove La Vey cercava nei risicatissimi limiti del possibile di umanizzare e contestualizzare il tutto, e di offrire in dirittura d'arrivo even a faint hope of draft to the user, here is bordering on sadism mere quarter of an hour with the final addition to the proposal, with the strong insistence of the tragic death of Vic Morrow from different angles and with a dazzling use of slow motion and frame of pedantry -by-frame, is a candidate to be the most intractable resistance testing spectator ever committed to film, a cut-up of horror after which you want to see heidi and pretty woman to detoxify. For what it is: the final shot is a freeze-frame of the pin proudly flaunted by a Bosnian mercenary: We Shall overkill. It 'a world without redemption, and forget that things can improve, no matter I blaterino New Agers, or the end credits are enough to bring relief: the feeling that goes for days after the vision is to be passed in a meat grinder and be out alive.


A key to a pocket-strength to survive un'infera Totentanz is similar, however, and is constantly kept in mind and heart to witness the horror they compensate the victims. If you can keep in the company of good all the way to base this assumption, the pass-though hyperventilate the Rubicon, conversely it is difficult not to go out at least greatly shocked by such a filled cupio dissolve.

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Totentanz DER Nekronaut: DEATH SCENES

Nick Bougas

"What this world needs is a good weeping!" : Her Majesty The Vey peeps and is now morgue. Tira breeze cadaverine and hydrogen phosphide in trauma t izzanti 88 'minutes at high rate tanatofilo (the first of a triptych increasingly merciless). To the point that if you do not have that minimum wage of spirit necrophiliac or Unbreakable or joyful equanimity-sadism-you run the serious risk of escape deeply affected by this catabasi boatswain who was in the Chruch of Satan his sober, solemn and Seraphic ferryman.

death, love, for the (other's fear of) death is all maestade and the explosion of the human body begins immediately, without preamble or paraphrases, and scale to large stride and decided a ziggurat of death to embarrass a Tibetan Monaco, with a browse hundreds of dreadful images Stock criminal of the 20, 30 and 40 taken out of that personal Necronomicon La Vey young man who found himself eke out a living as a photographer for the crime (Well begun ...), ocher tones hours hours hours sepia lilac rhythms
cally scanned by Danse macabre circus Saint-Seans and the moon and disturbing sheet Lucifer Rising , documenting the dark side of America was already unworthy of a capital and infected by the most vicious serial killers, perverts and criminals that you can imagine.

Nothing is spared the eye nerves to the heart of el audience: the imago scaraventateci against fragments of bodies do not stop at nothing ee no. Difficult to describe, difficult Cernit, impossible to forget. The victory of the fixity dinamya prophesied by Kafka. To the extent that certain post-mortem deformities exceed, paradoxically, the effect-vérité ended up giving the impression of an exhibition of work by Witkin, Bosch, G oya Bacon visited or after a dose of PCP filly. Kickback Bacon is overwhelming. The magnitude necrophiliac unsustainable beyond the zenith, is under constant attack, massive what: Death scenes s of approach is not trivial and setting quell'apologia dell'appositamente mob as reconstructed in the studio Faces of death of , or in any way cross the derivatives as free and bold collages Traces of death, and it has its strengths in a neutral look, almost serene detachment, objectivity in distant dall'infantile épater sadism by-the-bourgeois tone deaf or fish that causes almost all death-movies and the world, and in the documentation impressive - and interesting -embracing Dillinger, the Black Dahlia, Jack the Ripper, Jayne Mansfield up to the worst horrors of World War I, but it's still a shockumentario, probably the most devastating human being could ever face, and frames in front of children or infants strangled with skulls smashed by a screwdriver is to beg for mercy in tears, wondering what-masochism and part-morbidity leads to perpetrate this kind of vision and kicking anyone in the southwest is subject to ' Evergreen will hold the logic of God.

La Vey chitosan wisely closes the inevitability of death should never deviarci passion for life, but the false moral of the story comes late and is more that appendicitis appendix, and is of little importance for us to really recover from the stunning and moments that will come back to us cuckoo half asleep. There
abreaction, catharsis is not
: Life sucks and then you die, and if you die in a bad way to being photographed all'ardimentoso voyeur show what life is an illusion, death a sovereign reality and his body a reed in the wind of disaster, the fate and that of iniquity / madness.

After this plunge is almost terrifying to think that another world is no longer feasible. Almost, because Bougas will arm you with sympathy and hallucinatory good things from the world sufficient to cook the other two sequels, of course, a more poisonous and indigestible other.