Tuesday, October 1, 2019

Beyond the Door - 1974

Hey everybody, let's rip off a film!  You down?  I'm thinking we do a mix of The Exorcist and Rosemary's Baby.  Oh wait.  Didn't we just do this with The Monster which came out after this?  Well, it's not like this would be the only one....

Beyond the Door is a pretty cool title for the film I will say.  It's a very well known cult film, it has two unofficial and completely unrelated sequels, it's the whole shebang in other words.  Ovidio G Assonitis is a bit known in the giallo horror scene, being associated with things like Piranha II, Tentacles, and Madhouse.

In this one, it's pregnant woman Jessica and her husband Robert as the expecting couple, and she gets the standard curse put on her, from the devil himself.  She is going to give birth to the antichrist or something, and so we watch as this effects her and as Robert looks about as clueless as all get out.  Eventually this priest guy Dmitri shows up to help, although it seems that his reasons for helping out are sketchy and he may have alternate motives.

This movie being about an hour 45 minutes is the main issue.  The beginning, other parts, some of these are handled very well.  Sometimes it's extremely well handled, sometimes it's tense and cool.  There's good music at times, there's good makeup, there's some trippy sequences that work.  But ugh, come on, for almost two hours this just lags and stretches and makes you question your life

San Francisco is the main setting for this film, which was fun.  I spotted it super early on, with just the shot of a train, and I called it before those later full shots of the Golden Gate Bridge and everything else we're known for here in the bay.  I have to say, it always makes me feel nice to see something actually filmed here.

I have very little to say about it.  It's a fine movie.  It just isn't that great.

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