Some things just don’t stand up to the test of time without the aid of props and booze. I can see, with the correct amount and type of alcohol, party attire, lighting and guests, this movie would make an excellent backdrop to a really awesome party. Alone and sober, however, it just fell really flat. It was the sort of movie where time and place is EVERYTHING but I’m sure the nostalgia factor can overcome a lot of bad ambience. The thing is I was sheltered from the really normal stuff – my husband finally took it upon himself to show me a smattering of 80’s horror movies just so we could communicate. So needless to say, I haven’t racked up any nostalgia for a 1950’s Italian horror movie since I’m super American and I wasn’t born till the bitch’n 70’s. However there are some stylistic details that are recognizeably Italian – lots of hot women, lots of random colored lights and lots of really pretty blood which leads me to believe that this movie was made for date night: giggling, sneaking drinks of something awful, and not really paying attention to the movie except when you hear a scream or the scary music comes on. The rest of the time everyone’s speaking in Italian which just promotes romance anyway. Of course it’s probably not everyone’s idea of a great date. The key ingredient is that you absolutely CAN’T be paying too much attention to the movie. It has to be a background distraction like a rock show or something. It’s there for awkward moments for you to pretend to be interested and for acting scared or grossed out. Plus there’s some kinky subtexts so that could spark some interesting drunken conversations. If I’m gonna be alone, though, I’d rather watch La Dolce Vita. More relaxing.
October 15, 2008...12:27 am
Review: Blood and Black Lace
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