This underground genre is characterized by obsessive attention to detail, disjointed timelines, strange or poetic dialogue, bold and unsettling imagery, use of many production tricks (like slow-motion, unsynched sound and picture, unusual camera angles, etc.), quirky characters, seemingly unsolvable mysteries, unclear or non-linear plot lines, and unflinching confrontation of every taboo topic imaginable.
I've managed to sit through a few of these modern gems (Beyond The Black Rainbow & Kiss of the Damned) and have yet to fall in love with anything the way I love the classics (anything Jodorowsky did, Warhol's catalog, any Kubrick flick, the bizarre world of Ken Russell, the list goes on and on).
Because I am a true movie masochist - I keep watching crap - even when I know that's what I'm going to get. On that note, here's my latest self-indulgent torture effort (courtesy of Magnet Entertainment, again).
Here Comes The DevilPart surreal epic, part rape revenge movie, part extreme murder-porn, these guys really wanted to capture the entirety of underground cinema in just one movie. Allow me to describe the opening scene:
The movie starts, unceremoniously, with a lesbian sex scene.
There's a knock at the door.
One woman leaves to answer it, the other follows when she suspects something is wrong.
A crazed man with a machete is beating her lover. He cuts off his victim's fingers just as the woman cracks him in the head with a lamp.
He grabs the severed fingers and runs away to the mysterious hillside where he strips naked, throws a box of severed fingers to the ground, and begins fucking a hole in the ground.
Cut to black.
What comes after that moment has very little connection to the opening scene. Because why would it?... Fools! This is a surrealist art film.
What else do we have?
Weird musical score? Check.
People behaving enigmatically? Check.
Obsession leading to murder and then bloody shower sex? Check.
A mysterious hill-side cave that appears to metaphorically represent female genitalia? Check.
Dream sequences filled with flashing lights, colors, and water? Check.
Devil-possessed incest? Check.
All of that said, have you ever watched a Spanish soap opera? This movie has the same overall aesthetic of one. It's a combination of the production values and the actual cinematography.
I'm certain that this movie will never achieve cult status. As sure as I am that the filmmakers took themselves very seriously and truly believed they were creating an artistic, frightening, thought provoking, life questioning masterpiece.
You can watch the trailer here:
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