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not exactly sure what to say about this film. i appreciate City of the Living Dead (aka The Gates of Hell) the same way i appreciate paul stanley's stage banter. it can be very entertaining, even iconic, but also very terrible at the same time.... and i definitely don't need to experience it every day.
the story is a mess, the acting is stiff, the dialogue was confusing... but the gore was amusing, even more so because parts of the film were considered so gruesome they were banned in the early days. one angry dad threw the town troublemaker down and put a giant spinning drill bit through his skull. was it related to the zombies taking over the town? nah. fit in the general plot? i don't think so? yet my mind kept wandering so much i thought i was trying to meditate.
still, nothing exists in a vacuum, and this film was probably inspired by many films and in turn probably inspired a ton of other films. so for that, i'll give it 6 girls puking out their entire intestines out of 10.
mostly i am sad i spent 20 minutes trying to find the Frederic and Mary Ann Brussat review of City of the Living Dead which was posted years ago on their website spiritualityandpractice.com, where they gave it a sparkling zero out of 5 stars.
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