I almost feel like I missed something, that I have heard Dario Argento's name bandied about, and so surely there must be something more to this boring B horror movie, but I don't think there is. This movie was bo-bo-boring. The lighting was so cheesy. Think eighties music video of bands playing arena shows. A green spotlight. A red spotlight. And then a blue spotlight. Even though this movie seems to have been filmed in English, he used actors who sound like they do the dubbing for foriegn films. The talking was so stilted and basically there was nothing about this movie that did it for me.
I watched it, slumped into my couch, drinking Schafer beer (12 for 6 dollars at Key Food this week!), and though awake, kept on nearing that edge seperating awake from asleep. When the movie was over, I lied in my bed and I listened to Bob Dylan's "Visions of Johanna" on repeat and masturbated while doing so, feeling really good about things.
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