It’s November 26th. I’ve written 18 reviews for my 31 Days of Horror. At the rate I’m writing these things I won’t be done by 2019. I don’t want that. You don’t want that. So let’s make some magic.
The police proceduralness of it all comes to a head in a scene featuring police pathologist Casey Kasem who dutifully informs a gaggle of cops that the perpetrator has gray skin. GRAY SKIN! Set the world afire with your far out observations, Shaggy.
Hold That Ghost winks, nods and holds the flashlight up to the “spooks.” We must always believe that Lou is legitimately frightened and that Bud is dismissive and skeptical. It’s all good clean fun, except for the dead bodies.
Antonio Bido’s The Bloodstained Shadow (aka Solamente Nero) recalls Lucio Fulci’s Don’t Torture A Ducking in that in focuses on the crimes committed within an insular society. Where Fulci goes bombastic to unearth the message in his film, however, Bido peels back layers with tweezers.
Religious zealotry, supernatural elements, nudity, Satan and Death! Naschy’s Inquisition, at the very least, renders female sexuality as the great threat to the pigheaded patriarchy (represented by the the church). Some of these ladies just want to experience some sexy times and not be a witch, okay? “Bah. Witch!” says the patriarchy.