AKA Cemetery Man.
For my first film, I present Dellamorte Dellamore, a particularly surreal entry into the Zombie archive. It is the classic story of a man and his dribbly friend, going a bit mental. With Zombies, gore, and a topless re-materialising widow.
Dellamorte and Gnaghi (aforementioned dribbly) bury corpses, then when they ‘return’ from the ground, send them back to their graves, usually via pistol shot to the head, but also with spade decapitations, and other death using standard graveyard paraphernalia. It then goes particularly bizarre, with Dellamorte, tired of waiting for the dead to return, deciding to dispatch them before they have even died, before ending up inside a snow-globe. As you do.
Classic scenes :
Dellamorte boffing a (rather impressively chested) young lady on the grave of her widow (who doesn’t take to kindly to this encounter). A biker buried on his bike soaring out his grave on his machine. An accidently decapitated head crawling after Gnaghi and living in his broken TV. And of course, said head flying through the air, teeth gnashing, into the neck of her father. Yum yum.
Don’t try to figure out the meaning behind the plot. It’s just a surreal load of tosh. Therefore it is excellent.
There. This is probably how this blog will continue, although as I get better at Photoshop the pictures quality should improve. (The writing will still be waffle though.)