Tales From Deep Hell (2018) – Davide Pesca.

'Like a triple-espresso mega-dosed with rabid kangaroo blood, Pesca's body-shocker has quite a kick!'

Sadism, sinister bodily abuses, gratuitous Gore-blasting, perversely administered eviscerations, blood-basted breasts, and all-manner of close-quartered carnage is luridly exploited in teasingly gruesome torture anthology Tales From Deep Hell. Italian Gore-blaster Davide Pesca wastes precious time with expository blarney, and gets straight to the meat with pleasing frequency, and should viewers appreciate gorily palpating lady flesh, Tales From Deep Hell won't prove wanting. I must applaud Pesca's macabre, darkly voyeuristic mise-en-scene, all pinky vectors of the sublime female physiognomy are ruthlessly exposed, brutally flayed, savagely sliced and diced for the sordid delectation of those who favour spicy spaghetti splatter with additionally generous portions of gooey ragu! I can state with relative surety that the expressly sanguineous segment exploring extreme beauty hacks would surely meat with the approval of bloody countess Erzsebet Bathory! Foot freaks and grisly eyeball fetishists will not be disappointed, some of the anthology's more compellingly bloody content might be filed under body horror. Avid Tru-Gore aficionados are sure to relish the spooky-loopy body mod sequence, as these outré images are sure to get right under their skin! In conclusion, I must absolutely commend the film-makers on producing such a visceral example of perversely artsy-fartsy Gore-mongery that plays out sans dialogue, with the 'Two Sisters' proving especially memorable, having a schlocky Rollin/H.G Lewis vibe!