City of the Living Dead

Foreign films in general are hit or miss for me, but when it comes to horror, the Italians sure know how to throw a party. Who am I kidding, they're Italians! Of course they know how to throw a party! They always manage to have plenty of violence, gore, uneasy atmosphere and crazy plot for a complete package such as the Italian zombie classick, City of the Living Dead. If you haven't seen this one yet, the brutal death scenes alone are worth a dvd or blu-ray purchase for your sweet little horror grotto. I'm sure you've seen (at the very minimum) the GIF where a power drill is going through the side of some dude's head. Well, that scene is from this film. And seeing it in the context of the movie is even better than just watching a looped version over and over again. Not only that, but there's also a scene where a woman literally pukes up ALL (and I do mean ALL) of her internal organs. Enticed yet? You should be. As a horror flick, I already stated that this is a classic. You need a copy of this. You want a copy of this. Your brain is sweating just thinking about it. Just don't go near any power drills.

   Priest needs a nap.

I wish I had that noose with me at work sometimes.

Fire plumes, I mean... out of the floor?

An auto-inflating blow up doll? I never even knew anything like that existed.

A psychological lesbian is born.

Cat scratch fever.

Going down-six feet.

That's fucked up. Being buried alive and all.

Bob is a damn coward.

Well, that was fucking brutal. Organs through the mouth.

"I'm hungry." "Good. There's a lollipop in the glove box."

This guy wastes no time.

Demons?! Lasers?! Open doors?! What the hell is going on in this Italian horror flick?

Bleeding walls. Nice touch.

There's no way to get around just how perfect this zombie movie is, and it's all because of the masterwork of Italian horror director, Lucio Fulci. The man was legendary, and put out some of the best: City of the Living Dead, Zombie 2, The Beyond, New York Ripper and A Cat in the Brain just name a few. If you've ever wanted to delve into the world of foreign horror, but didn't know where to start, start with something from Fulci, Bava or Argento. You won't regret it or me. I'm off for a bowl of spaghetti. That's Amore'.