Dellamorte Dellamore

Uma viagem particularmente louca para um ambiente de mortos que faz até Braindead - Morte Cerebral de Jackson parecer mainstream. Claro que não me refiro à quantidade de sangue, que não é de todo a questão aqui, mas à estilização do autor, que surpreendentemente não parece barata ou ridícula e tem a sua própria poética distinta e simpática. Um assunto para um público muito limitado. (28/01/2008)

The visual creativity here is amazing. The shot through the burning paper, the shot through the shot-up TV, the camera zooming out from the lit window with Everett on the phone boredly shooting zombies, or the view of planet Earth and the moon, where it is subsequently revealed that the Earth is the decoration of a tomb, the moon reflected in the water, all overseen by a miniature of Böcklin's "Island of the Dead". Cemetery Man deceives us from the beginning into thinking its sort of a cute postmodern goof, only to surprise us in the second half by revealing that it's actually a mindfuck flick where every shot so far has had to be watched. A lot of the charm and, for some, probably the flaws (like the grotesqueness of the characters and the theatricality of some of the performances and sequences) imo stem from the extensive co-production in which five languages were spoken. (18/04/2022)

Would you like a B-movie in the style of an early Peter Jackson depravity full of lethal wisecracks? Here you have it. Or perhaps you prefer an existential transcending drama where everything is left to the interpretation of the viewer? Here you have it, too. (25/07/2010)

I couldn’t appreciate it even after a second time. It has an interestingly poetic horror atmosphere and nice visuals, but that’s all. It’s on the border of funny and cringe, originality and nonsense, but leaning rather towards the more negative side. I don’t like films where any stupid thing can happen because it will be justified by something even more stupid later, without ever showing any hints of sense. (19/05/2008)