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Creative Massacre presents … Snuff/Gore (in quotes) *

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Guinea Pig 2: Flower of Flesh and Blood
Directed by: Hideshi Hino

‘There has probably never been and may well never be again, a film that has courted so much controversy as Hideshi Hino’s Guinea Pig 2: Flower of Flesh and Blood. In fact, the film has gained legendary and dubious status of being a ‘snuff movie.’

‘There has been many stories circulating about the film, mostly as fake as the film. The most famous of the stories concerns Hollywood star Charlie Sheen who reported it to the FBI after viewing because he believed it to be real. To this story, there is a shred of truth, which is more can be said for the rest. Even though I know the actual true version of events, I will not bore you by repeating it here, instead, I prefer to concentrate on the movie itself, that is, if you can call this a movie.

‘Movies have beginnings, middles and endings all centered around a plotline. Though this has a beginning of sorts, arguably a middle and what looks to be an end, there is definitely no plotline as such. Instead, this film is a non stop assault on your senses from start to finish.

‘The concept of the movie is that in April 1985, Hideshi Hino received a package through the post claiming to be from an unidentified ‘enthusiastic fan.’ The package contained an 8 mm film, 54 still pictures and a 19 page letter. The letter told Hideshi that a horrible crime was being committed by a person of aethetic paranoia in a very secret place. The film showed an obviously psychotic man, wearing a Samurai helmet, slowly dismember a tied up woman and then add the pieces to his collection. Hideshi turned the whole package over to the police. Neither the woman or man was ever identified nor the man caught. Haunted by these images, Hideshi decided to recreate the ‘snuff film’ he had witnessed.

‘Though this is the synapse that was released to promote the film, it is fake, there never was a package or a murder. Not that it matters, the effects are that good and that realistic you cannot be helped but be drawn into the illusion that what you are seeing is a genuine murder, a bona-fide ‘snuff movie.’ As such, it makes for very uncomfortable viewing. Again as such, This makes it probably the sickest film you will ever see.’ — Castle Dracula

 

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Sweatshop
Directed by Stacy Davidson

‘In walks a little movie called Sweatshop, the Sid Vicious of horror films … nasty, dirty, unrestrained, hysterical and bloody as all hell with kills so brutal Eli Roth will be licking his TV screen.

‘The plot is a quickie. A pack of alterna-twenty somethings invade an empty, dilapidated warehouse set on transforming it into rave central for a party they’d already advertised on that same night. This is a hard drinking, obnoxious, punk-as-all-fuck hit squad installed with only the most basic of hardcore directives; that being sex, drugs and rock-n-roll. The film makers saw fit to toss in a dash of redneck, just to spice things up. Unfortunately, their advance team has already met sticky ends at the hands of an unseen, hulking force. None the wiser, our crew split off into teams to set things up for the event, get trashed, screw each other, uncover deep, dark secrets about each other… and get destroyed by a thing called “The Beast” and his freaky hench-sisters. The Beast wields a two ton hammer seemingly designed to turn a human body into cherry Slurpee. The best part of this plot? There’s no definitive moment where someone comes screaming to warn the rest of the crew, so our lumbering behemoth can take his time and catch his prey in optimal situations for creating a veritable Play-Doh fun factory of death.

‘If you were looking for a gut wrenching drama, this is not the party for you. Sweatshop is more like Gossip Girl set in Texas with a semi-psychotic Nine Inch Nails-inspired cast who smack each other before making out. When the crew isn’t trying to bone each other, they are getting slaughtered unmercifully giving you mixed feelings. On one hand, they are pretty damn funny, and you’d like to continue watching them self destruct. On the other, The Beast kills with a flair Leatherface would grin at, and we’d like to see more of that. The deciding factor comes down to the obnoxious levels you can tolerate. For me, this crew had JUST hit the redline on my “I’d like to backhand you” meter when they started dropping like flies. Good timing! This timing is not always good though, as some of the talkie-er scenes drone on and one dance scene in particular had me shifting in my seat. The film makers assure me this scene has since been trimmed a bit, so A-Men for that.’ — Dread Central


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Cutting Moments
Directed by: Douglas Buck

‘What the hell just happened? That was my initial reaction to the conclusion of Douglas Buck’s bizarre and unsettling stab and suburban bliss. Cutting Moments brings the viewer into a nightmare of insanity and mutilation as a married couple come apart at the seams.

‘From what we gather, something is definitely wrong in this household. 27 minutes and there’s barely five lines of dialogue. There’s a reference to some board coming to take away the couple’s son and the husband is completely mute through out. As he sits watching a baseball game on TV he ignores her attempts at seducing him. She leaves, goes into the bathroom and begins mutilating, then cutting off her lips. Segue into the couple naked on their bed, with the husband chopping at his wife’s breasts then his genitals with pruning shears and you’ve got my initial reaction.

‘As we all know the myth that all is happiness and sunshine in suburbia has been dead for a long, long time. With angry wives chopping off their husband’s dicks on the news and so-called affluent kids shooting up their schools, there’s little to take away from this film other than a “ho-hum, oh yeah.” What does work is the gory execution, that’s not something you’ll see on the 11 o’clock news.’ — Film Threat

 

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Das Komabrutale Duell
Directed by Heiko Fipper

‘The no-budget amateur chaos that reigns in Das Komabrutale Duell is of a kind that suspension of disbelief must be constantly employed. In addition, all rules about what “good filmmaking” or even “good horror filmmaking” are must be thrown out the window in favor of total anarchic energy. But once that is done, this movie lives up to expectations and delivers with a completely over-the-top bacchanale of violence, horror, gore and back-and-forth revenge for its full running time.

‘There is so much bloodshed in this movie that some look at it as one of the most violent of its kind anywhere on earth. Others will say that they see it as a budgetless joke. Still others might call it an ingenious satire. But most everyone will have an opinion and few will be “blah” about it, and that is the sure sign of a movie doing something different – regardless of what it is!

‘With the backdrop of warm-weather public parks in Germany as their only “sets” for the most part, the filmmakers nonetheless deliver a seemingly endless chronicle of vengeance and violence as the participants rage back and forth at each other with hand to hand combat, guns, “chain saws” and arterial sprays of blood in a bid to be the ones who will at last come out on top.’ — Jack Seney


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Aftermath/Genesis
Directed by: Nacho Cerdà

‘So, you want “extreme horror” cinema, huh? Well, you got it, bub. You should know, however, that even the most extreme, horrific, and disgusting horror film can be a beautifully realized work of art, with all the complexity and emotional depth of, say, a film by Truffaut or Bergman. This isn’t as easy to do as it might seem. By nature, horror is an exploitative genre…and exploitation tends to preclude art for art’s sake, for the most part. However, I can say with total confidence that Nacho Cerda has achieved something quite remarkable with this collection of short films. He’s taken the exploration of death…specifically, what happens after death…to new heights, much like Jörg Buttgereit did nearly two decades ago with his sicko-classic Nekromantik.

Aftermath: Opening to the sorrowful strains of Mozart’s “Requiem” Mass, Aftermath shows us, in montage, the surroundings that will be our home for the next half hour. The camera gracefully swoops and glides over the sterile, medical surfaces of a morgue, and finally, we focus on the path of a young morgue attendant, who pushes yet another unidentified corpse down the cold hallways. Along his path, he stops to briefly watch the activities of a pair of morticians, who are deep in the throes of preparing two bodies for burial. Then, our point of view shifts again to that of one of the morticians, as he dutifully performs his grim, disgusting tasks with workmanlike detachment and precision. Every detail of the process of preparing a body for burial is shown in unflinching detail, and it ain’t pretty. Still, as gross as it is, it’s still pretty much business as usual for this pair of morticians, and they perform their duties with all the skill of, say, an electrician or an auto mechanic. Finally, one of the morticians completes the process on one body. He ritualistically cleans up his workspace, hoses down the morgue slab, and carts his body away, leaving the other mortician all alone. It’s here when the already nasty proceedings take a turn, from the methodical and clinical to the extremely perverse. The second mortician finishes his work, and then goes down the hall to retrieve the fresh corpse of a young woman, who was apparently killed in a car accident, but whose corpse is in relatively “good” shape, considering it’s a corpse. Slowly…perversely…the mortician undresses the body, as if he were undressing a large doll, and the really gross stuff happens. I’ll leave the details of this “movement” (and a “movement” it is; Aftermath is structured very much as an opera or at least a symphony of mayhem) for you to discover, but be warned…you will never feel the same way about morticians…

Genesis: Like Aftermath, Genesis is structured and presented as a symphony of pain. But, whereas Aftermath seems to be concerned with the indignity of being the cold hunk of meat that is the human corpse, Genesis seems more concerned with how the living cope with the death of a loved-one. Our story here revolves around a sculptor, who having lost his beautiful young wife in some unknown event (though, it might have been a car accident), is deep in the grieving process. He starts work on a life-sized sculpture of his wife, in an effort (we assume) to pay homage to her. He pours his heart and soul into the piece, and works day and night on it. Instead of being a therapeutic act, however, it only seems to make his pain and grief intensify. Late one night, during a violent storm, natch’, he is awakened by something, and he goes into his studio to check on his work. Upon examining his sculpture, he notices a trickle of what appears to be blood coming from near her left clavicle (the area near her stony collarbone). Confused and concerned, and more than a bit dazed, he hoses the sculpture down with water, but the “wound” just keeps bleeding. Soon, more “wounds” appear in the cold surface of the sculpture, and as more blood begins dripping from it, and more of the surface begins chipping away, the artist finds himself slowly starting to decay…or perhaps to even turn to stone himself. This culminates in one of the most beautifully realized and emotionally stirring final shots I have ever been lucky enough to witness on film.’ — Atrocities Cinema


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Violent Shit
Directed by Andreas Schnaas

‘So what can you say about a movie like Violent Shit? The title basically speaks for itself, it’s violent and it’s shit. What more can be said?

Violent Shit really doesn’t have a plot. The movie is 75 minutes of a killer called Karl the Butcher slaughtering everyone within arm reach. The kills are very bloody and creative, but not necessarily done well. The blood is sometimes red and sometimes pink and the editing boils down to what a VHS camcorder could do in 1989. If that trips your trigger, this one’s for you.

‘With virtually no plot to speak of, Director Andreas Schnaas (Zombie 90: Extreme Pestilence) throws in a couple scenes that will make you question if you got a contact high from handling the movie. Karl not only meets a (honestly) terrifying Satan living in his basement, but also encounters Jesus Christ himself crucified on a cross in the middle of the woods! I mean it, Jesus is nailed to a cross just…..in the middle of the woods for some reason. Oh and then Karl slices Jesus open and crawls inside his body. And then later Karl melts and births Karl Jr. out of his stomach. So that happens.’ — Varan_the_Man

Trailer: Violent Shit 1

Excerpt: Violent Shit 2

 

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Audition
Directed by: Takashi Miike

‘Shigeharu Aoyama (Ryo Ishibashi) is the owner of a video production company. He has been living a solitary life, raising his teenage son Shigehiko (Tetsu Sawaki), since the death of his wife seven years ago.

‘When his son suggests that he should re-marry, Shigeharu and colleague Yoshikawa (Jun Kunimura) use a casting session to audition for potential wives. Amongst these, Shigeharu finds his ideal woman – a delicate 24-year-old ex-dancer by the name of Asami Yamasaki (Eihi Shiina).

‘Despite continual warnings from Yoshikawa that the girl’s background is a mystery and that she is not to be trusted, Shigeharu finds himself enchanted by Asami and pursues a relationship regardless. It soon becomes clear, however, that beneath Asami’s submissive and withdrawn fasade lies a past steeped in horror and abuse, leaving her with her own twisted desire to take vengeance on those who cross her path.’ — Suite 101


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Snuff 102
Directed by Mariano Peralta

‘A young Argentinian reporter is writing an article about snuff films – which depict real torture, rape and murder of people. But seeking the films and those behind them might backfire. She herself is in danger of becoming one of the suffering.

‘A quick check on the Internet will reveal that this entry into the disturbing films category was surrounded in plenty of controversy. And never was the term “not for everybody” more pertinent here. Yes, this is pure “exploitation” with some pretty brutal stuff for the mind and eyes that at its center actually does somewhat have a story to offer at its heart. Before getting into that we should warn that most of what its this film is hardcore violence to its extreme with several scenes that emulate “snuff” filmmaking to the point of believability. “Snuff 102”, the tem that is, refers to the written number used on the snuff movie tapes by the screen character who archives each film session. The subject of this session are 3 girls picked to be tortured and filmed.

‘The movie was directed by Mariano Peralta, Angentina release that was available per its movie homepage. This page has since been taken down due to public revolt. The movie which appeared in film festivals caused a violent response, walkouts and a whirlwind of commotion in disgusted audiences. Even the trailer was asked to be removed.’ — Horror News

 

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Last Girl
Directed by Jorje Krippe

‘Reality filmmaker Jorje Krippe’s masterpiece Last Girl (originally titled #12) circulated for years in Detroit’s underground on VHS. Considered an urban legend by many horror fanatics, Renegade Video’s reality videos were numbered #1 – #12 with collectors paying up to $200 for each installment when they could find them. Each movie featured a single victim, tortured and killed in realistic fashion.

‘Krippe insisted his work was fictional, using paid actors and special effects artists, and was a pale reflection of Detroit’s everyday brutality. Observant viewers however, have discovered uncanny resemblances between some of his actors and women who have been reported missing. These include Carla Gutierrez, who disappeared in Detroit on June 6, 2010, and Sheila and Lucy Monroe, sisters who disappeared later that year.

‘Reality or fiction, #12 was the last movie Krippe would shoot. His Last Girl.’ — Modern Horrors


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The Butcher
Directed by Kim Jin-won

‘Chances are you may have a heard thru the grapevine that “the Butcher” is the ultimate extreme. If not, then you soon will. I see alot of films and “The Butcher” is one of those that easily stands as one of the most atrocious films ever created. I’m not surprised though its of Asian origin. In fact my top 10 list fpr atrocities would all come from Asian original for that category. Even so with the onslaught of productions that arrive daily from the industry, “the Butcher” has its own style and approach. The cover itself boasts that the film is too brutal and shocking to be released in its own country. How is that? Well this is not for the everyday horror viewer and certainly not for the every day viewer.

‘Let’s back up a bit and delve into the plot and approach. The approach is actually filmed cleverly by presenting a cinema verite style that is actually shot from the victims heads (per a mounted helmet which contains a strapped on video camera). Other shots come from the handheld cameras that the snuff film producers hold to get the reverse shots of affliction. Snuff film producers? Yes a group of 3 hardcore violence freaks kidnap unlucky victims to be shot on tape. The idea is they torture the captured on film and sell the footage as real live snuff tapes.’ — Horror News


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Sturmgewehr
Directed by Juval Marlon

‘Marlon teased Actor Thomas Goersch (Woyzeck 2017, Carcinoma 2014) into an incredible, career-altering performance. Goersch plays a snuff film dealer who enlists two men to create a new movie for him. An unfathomable and depraved idea is hatched. The men will go to a hospital and abduct a mentally disabled young woman and her pregnant female caretaker. They take the two women to a secluded outdoor area and carry out various tortures and humiliations on them. Lots of graphic and depraved shit goes down, including a very real looking tongue mutilation with needles and a girl being forced to perform fellatio on the barrel of a gun. We get plenty of graphic, close up dismemberment of limbs.

Sturmgewehr is dark and wretched. The gore effects have really been amped up for this one, especially compared to Marlon’s previous work. I see a vast improvement in both effects and acting. The hour-long running time brings the film into full length film territory. Thus far, the movie has no English subtitles, and unfortunately, it is dialogue heavy until about 30 minutes in. I would have loved to be able to understand the conversations. Sturmgewehr is a grim, serious experience with no lighthearted relief. It just beats you over head as you watch the torture and killing take place.’ — Pop Horror


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Slaughtered Vomit Dolls
Directed by Lucifer Valentine

‘Emetophilia. Those who know the definition of that word will probably be able to decide if Slaughtered Vomit Dolls is for them without reading any further. For all of the (fortunately) uninitiated, emetophilia is more widely known as vomit fetish. And if there is one thing this movie has plenty of, it’s vomit. Lots and lots of vomit.

Slaughtered Vomit Dolls might be about a girl who sells her soul to the devil and undergoes horrifying torture and pain as a result. It might be the hallucinations of a seriously ill young girl. It might be a little of column A and a little of column B. It’s hard to say, as there is not any semblance of a linear story being told in this experiment in patience. We do know that the main character, Angela (Ameara Lavey), says that she ran away from home after burning down the local church. She resorted to stripping and later prostituting herself for money. She often is seen with multiple bruises and other signs of abuse all over her body, and she forces herself to vomit. A lot.

‘Aside from Angela, we are shown a handful of other, often nameless and usually description-less characters who either force themselves to vomit, are brutally murdered, or a little of both. While the story may be lacking (or possibly altogether absent), there is some intense gore throughout this movie. Aside from the vomiting (some of which, by the way, appears to contain blood), there are body parts torn off and blood splattered on a regular basis. One girl has her eyes poked out with a screwdriver, and the scene is very graphic and very drawn out. It was a scene straight out of The Gore Gore Girls, but without any of the dark humor. Not satisfied with the results of a naked woman crawling around with blood pouring from vacant sockets while we see her eyes sitting on a nearby table, Valentine pushes the envelope and has her then force her fingers down her throat and unknowingly vomit on her detached eyes.’ — HHN


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Urban Flesh
Directed by Alexandre Michaud

‘A group of killers go around killing and cannibalizing random people, in a very, very gory fashion, with seemingly endless scenes involving people standing around, devouring body parts, with unnecessarily graphic, smacking noises in the background, the end. That’s practically it… nay, that’s literally it. Oh yeah!! It was also shot on video… which come to think of it, does not help this movies case whatsoever, that is, unless you’re one of those freaks who likes that sort of thing, which would sort of make sense if you seriously consider a movie such as this to be that keen.

‘An homage to the legendary, ferocious Italian Gore from the late-70’s to mid-80’s, which pretty much clears up any questions regarding why this movie has zero humor, and even less personality. Taking all that into account, Urban Flesh could pass for some form of a success. As we all know, the golden age of Italian Gore was a bit on the boring side, yet I feel compelled to recommend the timeless epics of Joe D’Amato (Beyond The Darkness, Erotic Nights Of The Living Dead, Anthropophagus).

‘Boring or not, Urban Flesh is truly the most repulsive thing to come out of Canada… not that I’m an expert on Canadian gore, or anything, but this one would push the limit anywhere, even Florida. As one of those who considers themselves desensitized in the way of fictional gore, I don’t use this word very often, but this film would definitely qualify as “gross”.’ — Tromafreak

 

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August Underground
Directed by Fred Vogel

‘Five minutes in and I’m wondering how the hell Fred Vogel can maintain this for a whole 70 minutes.

‘Grim, nasty, horrific, punishing. The film acts as a counterpoint to the trivialisation of torture and abasement portrayed in the media and popular 15 cert Hollywood “horror” movies. Serial killers are nasty evil fuckers and not one-liner snapping media whores. Serial killers don’t eat fava beans and don’t drink fucking Chianti. Vogel gives us a killer that we most definitely wouldn’t want our kids dressing up as come Halloween.

‘The low-res video, the over-saturisation, and the grounding in the mundane gives August Underground a terrible realism that’s hard to ignore and harder still to watch. This is Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer turned up to eleven and is a stunning, if appalling, début feature.’ — Andrew Liverod

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American Guinea Pig 3: Sacrifice
Directed by Poison Rouge

‘There are really only two actors in AGP: Sacrifice, and most of the action takes place in one small room, but this film is anything but simple. Daniel (Roberto Scorza) goes back to the house where he grew up with a plan to find himself, or at least get in touch with something deep inside of himself. He hasn’t had the easiest of lives, as we hear in the flashback voiceovers of his mother and father yelling, and as we can see by the scarred flesh of his body. He has brought along nothing but a bag filled with candles, “tools,” a book, and a pack of smokes, and the clothes on his back, but he quickly sheds the clothing and begins getting in touch with his inner self…and when I say his inner self, I mean literally inside of his body.

‘Daniel has a plot to bring about the goddess Ishtar (Flora Giannattasio), whom he wants to “f*ck in a pool of blood until his d*ck explodes.” To do so, he has a book with instructions he will follow, as well as his bag of “tools,” most of which consist of blades and hooks and other sharp, pointy things. The only thing left to do is light some candles to set the mood and start cutting. And thanks to Athanasius Pernath, who’s done special effects/makeup on a number of Cristopharo’s films, all of this cutting and bleeding and self-mutilation looks amazing and might just make you puke.

‘Poison Rouge’s debut film harkens back to Devil’s Experiment and Flower of Flesh and Blood in its visceral brutality, while at the same time taking a page from AGP: Bouquet of Guts and Gore and weaving an actual story into the unsettling gorefest. The fact that she is able to maintain a calm atmosphere for much of the movie, despite the violence happening on screen, is a credit to her skills as a filmmaker and hints at even better things to come in the future. I don’t want to give too much away, but Daniel’s quest to summon Ishtar involves a lot of pain and a lot of damage to be inflicted upon himself. And I mean a lot of pain. Early on, he refers to the blades and tools he brought along as “keys to open all the doors.” This helps to make sense of the moment later on when, having taken a screwdriver, and then a drill, to his forehead, he talks of trying to break through his skull in order to reach the other side. Yes, this is as visually upsetting as it sounds, but it’s by far not the most nervous-making scene of the bunch, and that one I’ll just have to let you see for yourself.’ — Horror News


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p.s. Hey. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, Ben. Happy thatthe post coincided with your tastes, obviously. Oh, man, I’m dying to watch that Poly Styrene doc. It hasn’t reached over here yet, so I’m waiting for the first opportunity. I’m glad to hear it’s good. I figured, but you never know with those things. I hope your weekend ponies up with some joy for you. ** TomK, Howdy, Tom. Yeah, the dreaded marketing department. Those people are not adventurous types to say the least. I’m sad about them nixing Michael’s cover, of course, but at least I do like the new one, which has art by the mighty Kier on it. I have never heard of that Mishima book, wow. How strange. Never heard a peep about it before. Yeah, obviously, I’ll hunt that. Let me know what you think once you’ve read it please. ** Misanthrope, Hi, G. Hell is such an absurd idea to me. Maybe not as absurd as so-called heaven. I think I’m going to believe hell is as depicted in that South Park movie until death tells me otherwise. Oh, shit, about your mom. The good old USA and their bankrupting medical practices. Man, I’m sorry, but I hope she follows whatever regimen and gets that leg downsized and friendly like a puppy or whatever. Luckily I have such a very small amount of US income that the tax people don’t pay a huge amount of attention to me, but still. ** David Ehrenstein, Gorgeousness and weirdness are such a lovely combo. ** Tosh Berman, My, or, well, Hyrule Dungeon’s pleasure. It’s so nice that so many people I know in the States are on their way out of this shit. The roll-out here is insanely slow. I don’t know a single French person who has been vaccinated or even has that in their immediate future. Mexican food … drool. On the one hand, the govt. is saying we should reopen in April-ish, and, on the other hand, they’re saying cases are suddenly spiking and we might get locked down again after all. So, who knows. Japan is where I’m going first thing when the route from here to there is de-clogged. ** Dominik, Hi, D!!!! Funny, your dream. Strange stuff, dreams. I’m lucky if I remember my dreams for30 seconds afterwards, but then they completely disappear from my memory for some reason, so I don’t remember a single recent one. I must wake up wrong or something. I won’t expect narrative complexity from ‘Sensitive Pornograph’. I’ll approach it like a porn or something. I wouldn’t know where those mangas could be gotten. I get the feeling there are so many mangas coming out all the time that they must just live very short lives and disappear. Next time I get to LA, I’ll try to scan one of them. They’re kind of hilarious. Ooh, I think you, in fact, have come up with the perfect love right there. Love filling the bank accounts of everyone on earth with a billion euros, G. ** Bill, Kentridge is pretty big in France. Too big, maybe even. Noted re: ‘Mangled Hands’, thank you. You have exciting plans for your two-day-long downtime? Other than watching a bunch of gory fake snuff movies, I mean, ha ha? ** Jack Skelley, Ha ha, thank you, but get back in the bathroom right now, buster! What were you thinking?! Ah, ‘Bluets’, yes, indeed. Dude, see you so soon!! ** Steve Erickson, Are supers ever happy about anything? You’ve totally convinced me to get the serpentwithfeet album post-haste. Nice going. And great news about your vaccine’s imminence, natch! ** Brian O’Connell, Hi, B-ster. Yes, I hope somewhere out there Hyrule Dungeon knows their thing was resuscitated and is wearing a winning smile. I like the new cover, yes, thank god. The marketing dept. is still fiddling with it, though, so I shouldn’t say I’m happy quite yet. I like that Malle film too. Nice. Yesterday I started doing the final go-over of my novel’s interior before it goes into galleys, and I’ll continue that today. I watched Roy Andersson’s ‘A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence’ for my book club Zoom thing tonight, and I loved it and thought it was kind of glorious. I can’t remember if you know his films, but they’re kind of like, hm, Tati crossed with Wes Anderson but very Swedish and bleak and depressed and on pain killers or something. This weekend is the Zoom thing and the go-over thing and I don’t what else. Hopefully something. Did you start ‘2666’? That’s a commitment. Hope your weekend is so great it makes ‘Princess Mononoke’ seem like a David Spade film. ** John Newton, Hi, John. I’m a huge Zelda fan myself. I think ‘Windwaker’ is my fave, but it’s hard to pick. Yeah, about Leary, et. al. Still, they meant well, and, arguably, their writing did well too, I guess. I don’t want to talk about my sex life here other than to say it’s very different than my fiction. I write about those two things for, well, lots of reasons. I tend to write about whatever I write about for lots of reasons. I’m into layering. And the reason would depend on the situation in which I employed those things. I’m against making blanket decisions in my work. No, as I told Dominik, I only have the mangas, and they’re far away in LA. Your weekend sounds like it’ll be fun enough, for sure. I’m still working on mine’s outlay. ** Right. I did another restoration for you this weekend. I thought it might be … fun (?) to let you spend (wallow?) for the next couple of days in Creative Massacre’s old compendium of gory extreme horror and fake snuff movies. In other words, the kind of post that I suspect people who haven’t ever looked at this blog assume I must post here every single day. See you on Monday.

11 Comments

  1. David Ehrenstein

    The Snuff film I’m looking for has Trump jammed into a wood-chipper.

  2. Misanthrope

    Dennis, Creative Massacre! Man, I’m old, hahaha. Another great repost.

    Me, I don’t know what to think about heaven and hell. I just like the theories.

    Yeah, that crazy prescription price. Now, if I got it with my insurance, it’d be more than reasonable. My mom only has Medicare Parts A and B, and not D. Ugh. We’ll see what happens.

    I’m trying to keep this crazy woman from doing too much and take her meds as prescribed. She went skipped all her antibiotics yesterday because “I couldn’t find a good time to take them.” Huh? She’s so worried about interactions that just aren’t gonna happen. Kayla’s coming back tonight—I’m picking her up at the airport at 9—and she’ll get on her. Man, it’s like dealing with a child sometimes.

    From what I’ve learned—and this isn’t knowledge from my job at all (nice disclaimer, eh?)—is if you don’t owe, you’re probably not going to hear much from the feds. If you do, and if it’s a lot, BAM! But yeah, better to do them than not.

  3. Tosh Berman

    I think the key thought is patience through this Virus horror. There will be bumps in the road to health and success, but one has to ride it like a wave. It will be fun to meet up with you in Tokyo in one of these days. My understanding is that life is going on there, but everyone wears a mask. I think restaurants and bars close at 7, but that just means people go out earlier. The Japanese tend to feel more responsible to others, which is tied into their culture.

  4. _Black_Acrylic

    @ Creative Massacre, thank you for this compendium! I’ve seen Aftermath, which made a good addition to my _Black_Acrylic Cine Salon project back in the day. Some excellent descriptions of the other films here too.

  5. John Newton

    Thanks Dennis for restoring this blog post. Will you eventually be able to restore your entire blog from Google?

    At first I thought “Snuff 102” was this film, or a remake of it? I will probably watch it and the other films.
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snuff_(film)

    I actually enjoyed the first V/H/S horror film. The second and third ones were alright but the third tended to focus more on not really VHS tapes; but viral internet videos. I suppose this was because almost nobody has a VHS player or a Betamax player now, or uses either.

    I also saw some horror film about hypothetical/fictional contract killings but I forget the title of it, and I just remember it was not the UK film ‘Kill List’, and it was about the ‘darkweb’ and it was not one of the Saw films.

    I do not like seeing or experiencing real actual violence, seeing blood, etc. but horror/gore films remind me of Halloween and haunted houses, etc.

    Where will you go to in Japan? In Philadelphia they want everyone vaccinated. I have not had any vaccines yet, and I am not sure which one to get? I hope you are healthy. A friend that went almost an entire year saying how the disease is a scam or made up, who was not wearing a mask or really socially distancing unless he had to, and who would text me giving me Danish studies about how masks do not work at preventing disease transmission/infection, claiming more people would die from the vaccines than the disease, etc. got infected with COIVD and gave it to his poor wife. They are both fully recovered, and I am pretty sure he infected her, as she would wear masks, stay socially distant, and practise hygeine-washing hands/the body after being around others, etc.

    If you want to remember dreams keep a dream journal. Also taking Vitamin B-3 and Melatonin may gave you more vivid or lucid dreams.

    What’s a sex life? Contrary to my internet sex/porn writings, I am very picky which men and women I date or get involved with. I find the love from friendships to be much more satisfying than that of attempting a monogamous relationship, and I prefer dating and am not into one night stands, do not go to pubs/bars/dance clubs anymore, etc. but I am not attracted to a wide variety of women or men as I am sure you figured out by now…

    Yes I enjoy your novels, and short stories. I discover new things about them when I re-read them. Some of your earlier short stories and Closer remind me of preppie queens I met or know that were, or still are on the make for their sugar daddy. I hope they find happiness and love, even if it comes from discovering they do not need a sugar daddy to be happy, experience love, etc.

    Have a wonderful rest of your weekend.

  6. Dominik

    Hi!!

    I’m just sending a short update and love tonight because I’m working on a huge project, a 95k-word psychology thesis, and I have to finish half of it by tonight. If all goes well, I’ll have two days off tomorrow and the day after that, and then I’m back in for the second half with quite a steep deadline. Huh. Deep water, haha. How are things on your end? Is the hacking attempt still going on?

    Thank you, love, for the billion euros! I might just consider not giving a crap about that thesis, then, haha! Love writing awful gay romance novels about pregnant boys and their muscle daddies, Od.

  7. Steve Erickson

    How many of these films have you seen?

    The intro to AUGUST UNDERGROUND has a point when it disses the SILENCE OF THE LAMBS Literary/Cinematic/TV Universe for glamorizing serial killers, but I was astonished that the last episode of HANNIBAL I watched was able to open with Will Graham slitting Hannibal’s throat and getting drenched in blood (in a dream sequence) and then show a character having his face eaten off by pigs, on a program aired at 10 PM on NBC. They should’ve invited Takashi Miike to direct an episode.

    My super has made even more demands. I’ve cleaned out almost all of my closet, but I still can’t spot the mouse holes. And whatever work can. be done in my apartment doesn’t mean much when mice can simply walk in off the street underneath our building’s front door. I need to call the landlord’s office and make these points.

    It seems like vaccination spots are not requiring that anyone provide proof of eligibility, but I’m calling my doctor’s office tomorrow just to make sure. Why has the roll-out in France been so slow? Americans tend to idealize European health care, and we’ve basically been left on our own to browse websites and call hospitals, pharmacies, etc. to see if we can book a vaccination, but I was shocked to read that we have the 6th highest vaccination rate in the world now.

  8. Thomas Moronic

    Creative Massacre! Cool! I remember this … alas I still haven’t watched any of these films – anyone care to tell me which one I should try?

    Cool to see the Dreadful Flying Glove’s post-rock day again the other day. That was very cool to re-indulge in.

    Day-job has been mega hectic of late so I made sure that this weekend was nothing but writing and good stuff. Got a load done on my new book, which of course was fun. I wrote a fictionalised bit based on a night I had in Le Depot a while back. Also been listening to an advance of the new Xiu Xiu, which is great.

    Hope you’ve had a good few days, Dennis.

    love,

    Thomas xoxo

  9. Brian O’Connell

    Alas, another Monday has arrived, Dennis.

    Much thanks to Creative Massacre for this tremendously gruesome line-up, which I shall explore (no, you’re right, “wallow” is a better term) across the week (I can only look at so much of this stuff in one go, extreme visual gore still bothers me from time to time). The only one of these I’ve heard of before is “Audition”, which has elicited interestingly polarized responses from my horror fic buddies, so I’ll have to see that especially.

    So cool that you’re looking over your novel’s interior—it’s exciting, I mean. Oh, awesome to know that you liked the Roy Andersson. I haven’t seen any of his films yet, but I’ve heard a ton of good things, mainly from Ari Aster, who cites him as a big influence. And I’ve seen a few shorts or scenes or whatever from them, and they’re so beautifully-composed and interesting. So I need to see them (and Tati, now that you mention him). Your endorsement bumps them up on the list.

    I didn’t wind up starting “2666”, actually; I didn’t find the time, and I figured since this week is busier re: schoolwork, it’s probably better to get my main work done before I undertake a larger commitment like that. But my weekend was nice anyway. Saw friends (“Princess Mononoke” went over very well, naturally), and my grandparents, who have been fully vaccinated, yay. And my mom got a vaccine appointment for my dad on Tuesday, woo-hoo; and I started a free month-long trial of the Criterion Channel, which is basically movie heaven. Used that tonight to watch “Thirst for Love”, a surprisingly great movie based on a Yukio Mishima novel I haven’t read. So it was pretty good, except for daylight savings, which started today and is going to make me miserable. It’s a give-and-take! Hope your weekend brought its own bounty. Did it?

  10. Mark Gluth

    Hey Dennis, sorry I was busy/mostly offline for a few days and I couldn’t respond to your last comment to me. You mentioned co writing a novella with Zac. I’d love to hear what that process looks like. I think so much of my process is internal and playing with the mechanisms and stuff is almost subconscious so I’m really interested in a window that shows onto this process.

    I saw in France cases are spiking. Stay well man.

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