Sub-Genre- Italian Horror/Shock
In Attendance- Me, Eryn, The Vanilla Gorilla
Cast Members of Note- A bunch of creepy Italians...
What's it about?- Oh look, folks, it's a love story; a boy and a girl, hopelessly and unconvincingly in love, decide to have sex. They need it real bad. She's so horny in fact, that she dies before Frank can hide his sausige in her gazpacho... but that doesn't stop him!
|Death is no obstacle for sweaty, nasty love.|
His nanny (?!?) Iris doesn't like this, because she's a creepy bitch... and she would much rather have him for herself. She loves to breastfeed him and give him the occasional hand-jibber, but he just wont love her the way he loves that damned corpse! Frank finally reaches his breaking point, and karate kicks Iris to the ground and calls her a slut. She tells him he'll be sorry, and turns into a bat and flies off.
I wont spoil the ending here, but what ensues next is a retarded battle royal of bat-shit craziness.
|Watch your eyes/crotch/throat/cheek/heart!|
Buio Omega is not for the average, weak-stomached horror fan, or anyone who enjoys things that make any sort of sense, but there is some good to be found within.
The Bad- My fingernails are still crying. Also, another "What the fuck?!?" freeze frame ending? Oh Italy... why you do this to me?
The Downright Horrendous- Sucking on Iris's tit? Seriously?
|"Come, drink the bitter milk of Iris!"|
What did we learn?- Do not eat spaghetti while watching this movie... or most Italian Horror for that matter.
C A decent enough film, though full of flaws typical of Italian Horror, the gore quotient of Buio Omega should satisfy most ardent Gorehounds. Give it a rent.
Italian Horror staple Cinzia Monreale is in this... and she's still hot today!