'Le Foto Di Gioia' aka 'Delirium' (1987) - Lamberto Bava.

A sexy, tantalizingly top-heavy, top ten bevy of slinkily attired glamour models are inventively slaughtered by an artistically destructive, murder montage making maniac in maestro, Lamberto Bava's glisteringly glossy, glamour girl-goring, exultantly 80s, George Eastman-starring Giallo masterpiece, 'Delirium'. Kookier, kill seeking Giallo gawkers are sure to be blissfully transfixed by the teasingly overexposed torsos of these perfectly pulchritudinous pin-ups, gruesomely reduced to sordidly splayed, crudely displayed, crimson-hued centrefolds in order to appease the increasingly demented peccadilloes of our singularly strange, villa stalking psychopath! 

While arriving fashionably late in Gialli's gradually waning popularity, the visually gifted director is on bravura form with, 'Delirium', his boldly surrealistic flourishes, appetizingly fleshy nudity, multitudinous red herrings, and retina-poppingly colourful, grand guignol death scenes are sure to satiate the more voyeuristic appetites of openly sleaze-seeking cineastes! Alongside the overwhelmingly voluptuous appeal of hourglass heroine, Serena Grandi, this slickly fashioned, mean-spirited, pleasingly perverse Italian blood spiller once again proves, Lamberto Bava to be one of the more expert craftsman of compellingly creepy Giallo delirium!!! Powered by, Simon Boswell's sinewy score, 'Le Foto Di Gioia' is an appealingly glossy, lens steamingly lurid, well developed Giallo gem!   

 

 

'The Phantom of The Opera' (1962) - Terence Fisher.

The acclaimed director, Terence Fisher's powerful musical melodrama, The Phantom of The Opera' for me, somewhat ironically, remains one of Hammer Films more frequently unsung Gothic masterpieces! Looming, craggy Horror icon, Michael Gough slyly delivers one of his most chilling performances as the predatory plagiarist, Lord Ambrose D'Arcy, the object of his malign attentions, Heather Sears is utterly charming as the naïve, ingénue songbird, Christine, her handsome protector, Harry Hunter is heroically played by the urbane, Edward De Souza, and maestro, Herbert Lom expresses more genuine emotion through one livid eye than is pointedly absent in every jumpscare-clotted juvenilia Blumhouse ever conceived! 

While this oft interpreted tale of cruelly thwarted ambition, and murderously obsessive love is undeniably a familiar one; as the oft-quoted adage goes there's many a goodly song played on a old fiddle, and master filmmaker, Terence Fisher vibrantly orchestrates such sweetly melancholic music with his delightfully colourful, dramatically engaging dark romance, 'The Phantom of The Opera; and only the most callow individual wouldn't be stirred by The Phantom's miserable plight! Beautifully acted by a notable cast, compellingly shot, with a rousing score by, Edwin 'The Saint' Astley, 'The Phantom of The Opera' comes highly recommended to all musically-inclined fans of classic British terror cinema! 

'Maestro, Herbert Lom eerily expresses more genuinely pained emotion through one livid eye than the compound misery of suffering through every tediously second hand, jumpscare-clotted juvenilia Blumhouse ever made!!! and that is, like, totally provable by a legit, Isaac Asimov sanctioned scientific principle, dude!!!!!' - Weirdlingwolf.

 

 

 

'Space Fury' (1999) - Eli Necakov.

I would prefer to give the filmmakers responsible for the astronomically duff, 'Space Fury' the benefit of the doubt, hoping this pedestrian space odyssey was a deliberate attempt to celebrate the equally penurious, spit and sellotape exploitation cinema of, Ed. Wood Jr. and greatly beloved B-Movie Tzar, Roger Corman!!!??? Granted, my shaky hypothesis is somewhat questionable, but, beauty, or the diggable merits of a palpably shoddy movie are very much in the bleariest eye of the bountifully beer guzzling B-Movie beholder!!! 

What luridly propels, 'Space Fury' into the rarefied, giddy stratosphere of being a terrifically tittersome, 'so-bad-it's-good' Sci-schlockfest is the hilariously unbridled lunacy of, Michael Paré's fearlessly freakazoid performance as the cosmically kooky, Klaus Kinski crazy, space station sabotaging cosmonaut, Konrad!!!! With a plot that clearly fell out of a box of cheerios, Space Fury's dubious diorama of tawdry Radio Shack sets, Commodore 64 graphics, and turgid dialogue is only fitfully enlivened by Canadian composer, Donald Quan surprisingly decent, Tangerine Dreamed score. Frankly, it might really only be bargain bin batty, B-Movie buffoonery obsessing skells who will get a twisted kick out of the blissfully bungled, 'Space Fury', as many less tweaked Sci-fans could well find this an ignominious trip to Uranus!