Directed by Emilio Miraglia, 1971
To discuss this movie in terms of zombies is to inevitably spoil it. Apologies in advance.
Ladies and gentlemen, our hero: a psychotic nobleman who tortures and kills redheads. We waited in vain for Evelyn to exact revenge upon him, in the interim swallowing such red herrings as an ostensibly wheelchair-bound woman who ambulates perfectly well in the moments before her death, a stripper's disappearing corpse, and any hope that justice might befall the murderous protagonist. To our grave disappointment (*chortle*) there was only one zombie, and after approximately two minutes of spookiness she took off her rubber zombie mask "like a Scooby-Doo villain," noted Jordan. No zombies. No vengeance. No more to say.
Zombie explanation: Conspiracy masquerading as mystical vengeance.
Contribution to the zombie canon: If you package it with other zombie movies, does that make it a zombie movie? I'll reach for meaning: the living can appropriately pass as the dead. But Shaun of the Dead did it far better.
Favorite moment: 1971 hair styles.
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I was stoked to finally get to watch this movie since it has possibly the coolest name of a movie ever. But it's no good. Unwatchable. Crap.
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