Bloodbath at the House of Death

Uma paródia de terror queriducha. O enredo é absolutamente banal e a conclusão é totalmente aleatória, mas o humor britânico seco e alguns gags bem feitos elevam-no um pouco acima da média. E o carismático Vincent Price tem uma participação de cerca de 5 minutos no total, mas quando ele está em cena, tal como esperado, rouba o filme todo para si. (09/11/2021)

I don't like films that make attempts at humour, especially when they are infantile and unfunny. This one styles itself all the time into a kind of slapstick comedy with none of the horror it touts, and where only one in the ten or fifteen jokes hits the mark. Yes, it pokes fun at classics like Carrie, The Shining and Alien, but in a rather unfunny way, lacking any point with rare exceptions. Occasionally it's properly politically incorrect when it takes a shot at homosexuals (you'd be crucified for that today), but otherwise it's a waste. The actor playing the German scientist, who looks like Robert Englund's younger brother, overacts so mightily that watching him is agony, while Vincent Price (!!!), who flashes in four scenes here, thoroughly enjoys it, probably even had fun, but I still can't shake the feeling that his presence in such a dud is rather a devaluation of his wonderful career. For Vincent and four fleeting chuckles, I give it a shaky two stars. (14/09/2023)