Demonia (1988) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
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Signs of demonic possession or latent homosexuality:
The demons in Demonia concentrate mostly on forgotten Greek cultures. Frankly, I still don't know what the hell was going on in this movie. Some archeologists were digging in Greek ruins in Sicily, near the ruins of a 15th century convent. Some nuns were crucified at that convent in 1486 because the locals believed they were witches. Some people start dying. Maybe it had something to do with the archeologists. Or not. Maybe the female scientist was the re-incarnation of one of the ancient witch-nuns. Or not. Beats the shit out of me.
My favorite dialogue from Demonia:
This is one disjointed movie. There is one sequence that goes like this:
Could somebody explain all that to me? I guess the scenes were cut back in the wrong order, or perhaps they were supposed to be singing around the campfire two nights in a row, and they just used the exact same footage to represent both nights. I don't know. |
There is also a great murder in the film, in which three cute little kitty cats kill an old fortune teller. They show the obvious stunt cats (hand puppets!) jumping at her face, then they show an obviously false kitty paw ripping out her obviously false eyeball, then they cut in pictures of the real kitties just kind of rubbing against her legs, or being dropped from a couple feet in the air to make them appear sort of panicky and not like cute little kitty cats. |
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By the way, they also use hand
puppets to create mysterious shadows on the walls of an ancient cave! Good stuff! If you are terrified by Sheri Lewis and Lambchop and some cute little kitty cats, and if you love phony-baloney religious symbolism, this is your movie. |
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With the bad dubbing, gratuitous zoom lens, pseudo-romantic musical score, and generally incoherent editing, it could easily be a Jess Franco movie, but it isn't. It was actually directed by Lucio Fulci, who is considered by some to be one of the better directors in the sub-genre of Italian horror/gore. I don't really know much about him (Tuna has done some of his films now and then), but Fulci's top rated horror films, like Don't Torture the Duckling and The Beyond, were created in the 1971-1982 period, and this one came later. I have to think those other films must have a better narrative structure and more creative gore than this dreck, which is both tame and hard to follow, a bad combination for a gore film. | ||||
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