I'm shitty dubbing.
Let's be an Italian/German/American/British co-production 1970s horror film!
|by Anonymous||reply 188||Last Tuesday at 1:25 AM|
I am 400 gallons of red food coloring. I look nothing like blood. I'm everywhere.
|by Anonymous||reply 1||11/17/2019|
I'm Barbara Steele. Gaze upon my limpid beauty, mortals.
|by Anonymous||reply 2||11/17/2019|
I'm a pair of black gloves covering the hands of the killer. I am seen exclusively through POV shots. I look creepy even when I'm doing mundane things like making a sandwich.
|by Anonymous||reply 3||11/17/2019|
I'm the avant-garde electronica soundtrack. I am either the best thing or the worst thing about this movie. Sometimes, I am both.
|by Anonymous||reply 4||11/17/2019|
I'm narrative cohesion.
|by Anonymous||reply 5||11/17/2019|
I'm a bit of the ultraviolence.
|by Anonymous||reply 6||11/17/2019|
I'm sideboob. I'm easier to clear with international censors than full frontal.
|by Anonymous||reply 7||11/17/2019|
I'm Jill Haworth, on the downswing from "Exodus" and protegee of Otto Preminger to "Horror on Snape Island" in just 12 years.
|by Anonymous||reply 8||11/17/2019|
I'm the female bit players who were cast because they have big boobs or because they were the director's mistress
|by Anonymous||reply 9||11/17/2019|
I'm freakish architecture - a collection of opulent apartment houses, schools, palaces, villas, chateaux and skyscrapers that appear to have been designed by an alcoholic tarantula.
|by Anonymous||reply 10||11/17/2019|
I am glowing, gauzy light, the chief holdover from the director's previous career as a major 1950s cinematographer.
|by Anonymous||reply 11||11/17/2019|
I'm the sheep entrails vomited by the possessed girl.
|by Anonymous||reply 12||11/17/2019|
I am the sudden moment where you realize that the until-then perfectly normal person is now a ghoulish zombie.
|by Anonymous||reply 13||11/17/2019|
I'm an alcoholic tarantula.
|by Anonymous||reply 14||11/17/2019|
I'm a semi-famous American star who is playing the lead in this. My career has faded in the last few years, so now I'm reduced to being badly dubbed in this trash.
|by Anonymous||reply 15||11/17/2019|
I am the complete indifference with which news of multiple murder is greeted by every character, no matter who the victims were.
My friends call me Quaaludes.
|by Anonymous||reply 16||11/17/2019|
I am chiffon and I am fabulous. Dresses, curtains, nightgowns - you name it, I've done it.
Watch me blow in the wind while the candelabra the heroine is holding in her hand remains lit.
|by Anonymous||reply 17||11/17/2019|
I'm Klaus Kinski, chewing up the scenery.
|by Anonymous||reply 18||11/17/2019|
I'm the actor playing the villain. I'm relishing a chance to ham it up.
|by Anonymous||reply 19||11/17/2019|
I'm the swirling clouds of dry ice.
|by Anonymous||reply 20||11/17/2019|
I'm the Rube Goldberg quality of the murders, which grow more and more absurd as the film goes on.
|by Anonymous||reply 21||11/17/2019|
I'm one of Jess Franco's 3 dozen pseudonyms; the film is credited to me.
|by Anonymous||reply 22||11/17/2019|
I'm Nastassja Kinski's tits 'n fadge. We're only 14, but I'm still going to show them and the director's going to let me!
|by Anonymous||reply 23||11/17/2019|
I'm the somewhat respected Americans actors who are appearing in this. We hope this film doesn't get an American release, so no one will know we appeared in this shit.
|by Anonymous||reply 24||11/17/2019|
I'm the homosexual character - I'm either a flamboyant gay man or a glamorous lesbian, and may or may not be the murderer.
|by Anonymous||reply 25||11/17/2019|
I'm the word salad title.
|by Anonymous||reply 26||11/17/2019|
I am an enormous spiral staircase. Perhaps if the woman fleeing the killer runs very rapidly up me she will escape.
|by Anonymous||reply 27||11/17/2019|
Voted r16 and r26 for wit and wisdom but I'm loving this whole thread!
|by Anonymous||reply 28||11/17/2019|
I am RED.
I am also BLUE.
|by Anonymous||reply 29||11/17/2019|
I am an English manor house; a castle or village in a remote part of Germany; Rome; some other Italian city; a Greek island; the Swiss Alps; New York; New England; New Orleans; or, for some reason, Pittsburgh.
I am the preferred location for all these sinister goings-on.
|by Anonymous||reply 30||11/17/2019|
I'm the hilariously surreal take on New England. Even when I am filmed at actual New England locations I am somehow completely wrong.
|by Anonymous||reply 31||11/17/2019|
I'm the American release title; I'm pretending that the film is the sequel to a big-budget Hollywood film that has got nothing to do with it.
|by Anonymous||reply 32||11/17/2019|
I am a bunch of milk cartons with photographs glued to them to provide background shots of New York for "Inferno"
And if I hadn't just identified myself, you'd probably never know I existed.
|by Anonymous||reply 33||11/17/2019|
I'm the resolution; I make no sense.
|by Anonymous||reply 34||11/17/2019|
I'm Theresa Russell providing the English dub for four of the six characters.
|by Anonymous||reply 35||11/17/2019|
I am Marc Porel. Gaze upon my ethereal beauty, mortals.
|by Anonymous||reply 36||11/17/2019|
I am an enormous stained glass ceiling or window.
I am bad news.
|by Anonymous||reply 37||11/17/2019|
I'm the occasionally highly effective social commentary.
|by Anonymous||reply 38||11/17/2019|
I'm the surprising degree to which big budget mainstream Hollywood horror of the early 80s co-opted visual and special effects from these films - The Omen, The Shining, The Exorcist.
|by Anonymous||reply 39||11/17/2019|
I, in turn, am the earlier black and white American horror films which inspired these movies - Carnival of Souls, Night of the Living Dead, Psycho.
|by Anonymous||reply 40||11/17/2019|
I am Lino Capolicchio. In "House of the Laughing Windows" I have the full-lipped period beauty of a young student in a painting by Renoir.
I run afoul of the creepiest gender reveal party known to humanity.
|by Anonymous||reply 41||11/17/2019|
I'm "Don't Look Now", practically a catalog of giallo effects, but I'm directed by Nicholas Roeg, so I get a wide release and critics pay attention to me as if I'm something unique.
Also, I feature Donald Sutherland rolling around naked with Julie Christie, so I have that going for me.
|by Anonymous||reply 42||11/17/2019|
I'm a 1972 Oldsmobile. I appear in a European setting and for some reason everyone there seems to think I'm something special.
|by Anonymous||reply 43||11/17/2019|
I'm buckets of eye shadow.
|by Anonymous||reply 44||11/17/2019|
I am a music box. When opened, I play the most annoying song in the world. Seriously, if you had to listen to me for more than 15 seconds, you'd go crazy and start chopping up C-listers yourself.
My refrain signals the return of the killer, who owned me when they were a small, weird child.
|by Anonymous||reply 45||11/17/2019|
I am the sound of footsteps.
|by Anonymous||reply 46||11/17/2019|
I am the trailer and title for "Strange Shadows in an Empty Room". I am edited to make me look like a classic horror thriller, with a blind girl (played by Tisa Farrow) stalked through her vast apartment by a possibly supernatural force. I have the tag line: "Because what you can't see...can kill you."
I am terrifying.
Surprise! I'm actually a misleading ad for a shitty police thriller rip-off of "The French Connection", set in Montreal and featuring the world's stupidest car chase.
|by Anonymous||reply 47||11/17/2019|
I'm the hippies. I'm here to provide American appeal and an excuse for PG13-style depictions of drug use and orgies. I am also a painless way of upping the body count.
Well - painless for the screenwriter, anyway.
|by Anonymous||reply 48||11/17/2019|
I am tits. I am the link to Italian/German/American/British 1970s porno. Watch me bounce saucily across the screen at some unexpected moment that has nothing to do with the story at all.
|by Anonymous||reply 49||11/17/2019|
I'm Michael Gough, did someone say "70s British horror film"?
|by Anonymous||reply 50||11/17/2019|
I'm 10-years-before-"Dynasty" Joan Collins; get out of my way Michael, you bitch!
|by Anonymous||reply 51||11/17/2019|
I’m the lips moving out of sync with the dubbed dialogue.
|by Anonymous||reply 52||11/17/2019|
Otherwise known as the OP, no?
|by Anonymous||reply 53||11/17/2019|
I'm Orson Welles, hoping to borrow the sets at night for my Czechoslovakian/Romanian/Spanish production of "King Lear".
|by Anonymous||reply 54||11/17/2019|
I'm the mixture of rubber cement and oatmeal applied the faces of the zombies.
|by Anonymous||reply 55||11/17/2019|
I'm the Daughters of something - Darkness, Satan, Dracula, the Devil, Lucifer, etc.
I involve Vampirella-like costuming and bullshit lesbianism.
|by Anonymous||reply 56||11/17/2019|
I am Video Archives clerk Quentin Tarentino, observing and taking notes.
|by Anonymous||reply 57||11/17/2019|
I am a sudden flash of lightning, used when necessary.
|by Anonymous||reply 58||11/17/2019|
I am the apparent indifference with which rich parents receive the news that the private school they sent their children to is being haunted by a sociopathic murderer.
|by Anonymous||reply 59||11/17/2019|
I'm the hand that reaches up from the grave in a recurring nightmare.
|by Anonymous||reply 60||11/18/2019|
I am the day-for-night technique being used to film during the daytime while the sun is out, but supposedly you're supposed to believe it's nighttime. Everyone notices how shitty this technique is, but it is ubiquitous in the 1970s.
|by Anonymous||reply 61||11/18/2019|
I'm Stephanie Beacham trying to run for my life yet also keep my hairpiece from coming loose.
|by Anonymous||reply 62||11/18/2019|
I'm the stilettos every woman happens to be wearing when she meets the killer.
|by Anonymous||reply 63||11/18/2019|
I'm the dark 'n stormy night climax.
|by Anonymous||reply 64||11/18/2019|
I'm Udo Kier.
|by Anonymous||reply 65||11/18/2019|
The barely there eyebrows.
|by Anonymous||reply 66||11/18/2019|
I'm the rapid murder of at least a dozen primary suspects in the last five seconds, usually by each other, until the last character standing, who couldn't possibly have been the killer, is revealed to have been the killer.
|by Anonymous||reply 67||11/18/2019|
I am a chimpanzee with a straight razor.
I am not as funny as I sound.
|by Anonymous||reply 68||11/18/2019|
I'm a rain of maggots from the ceiling or blown in suddenly through the window or waiting in a pool of rotting corpses at the bottom of a slide.
I am fucking repulsive.
|by Anonymous||reply 69||11/18/2019|
I am the murder of a mentally disabled young man with a power drill in "The House by the Cemetery".
I also feature the aforementioned rain of maggots.
|by Anonymous||reply 70||11/18/2019|
I'm the lurid red glow of a flaming iron bell right before it presses into the face of yet another young model.
|by Anonymous||reply 71||11/18/2019|
I'm the black cat used as a bad omen.
|by Anonymous||reply 72||11/18/2019|
I am the Eyes of Laura Mars. Like Don't Look Now, I am a catalog of these film tropes.
|by Anonymous||reply 73||11/18/2019|
I'm one of the best horror film soundtracks ever composed.
|by Anonymous||reply 74||11/18/2019|
I'm Art Deco wallpaper.
|by Anonymous||reply 75||11/18/2019|
I'm Vulnavia, Dr. Phibe's fierce-bitch sidekick.
|by Anonymous||reply 76||11/19/2019|
I am the inevitable sequel.
Even by the standards of these things I suck.
|by Anonymous||reply 77||12/09/2019|
I am the edgy remake made with a talented cast, a full professional budget and a director/screenwriter determined to pry all my socially meaningful content out of every single scene.
Somehow I suck even worse than the sequel.
|by Anonymous||reply 78||12/09/2019|
I am Jennifer Connelly.
|by Anonymous||reply 79||12/09/2019|
I'm the 🔥candelabra held by the doomed supporting actress walking down the creaky staircase.
|by Anonymous||reply 80||12/09/2019|
I am Def Leppard's video for "Photograph".
|by Anonymous||reply 81||12/09/2019|
I'm Ingrid Pitt who starred in half of these productions and showed my tits.
(Ingrid was one of the greats by the way)
|by Anonymous||reply 82||12/09/2019|
I'm Pamela Franklin. One of my eyeglass lenses is cracked to show how serious this is.
|by Anonymous||reply 83||12/09/2019|
[R82] Based on your account of her I should say Miss Pitt was at the very least two of the greats.
|by Anonymous||reply 84||12/09/2019|
I'm Jaimie Lee, the nanny. I'm also a Halloween reference. I disappear halfway through the film with no logical explanation.
|by Anonymous||reply 85||12/09/2019|
I am milky eyeballs with no visible pupil.
I am here to show that the effluent has just hit the spinny-thing.
|by Anonymous||reply 86||12/09/2019|
I am the second lead. I am Mia Farrow 's younger sister. I will steal my sister' s thunder and be THE star of the family. Wait and see.
|by Anonymous||reply 87||12/09/2019|
I am a close-up of black leather gloves accomplishing evil things.
|by Anonymous||reply 88||12/10/2019|
I am the Perm everyone is rocking
|by Anonymous||reply 89||12/11/2019|
I'm a thick, white cable-knit Greek fisherman's sweater.
|by Anonymous||reply 90||12/11/2019|
I'm a two-time Oscar-winning actress doing this the same year I play the villain a children's musical back in the United States. A girl's gotta eat!
|by Anonymous||reply 91||12/11/2019|
I am the ominous laughter that echo's around the vaulted basement.
|by Anonymous||reply 92||12/11/2019|
I'm the rarely seen pre-European censorship cut that includes more gore and boobage but does nothing to make the plot any more coherent. I'll be getting a restored 4k scan along with two audio commentaries and interviews of everyone still alive who hasn't totally disowned it for a Blu-ray release next year by some no-name distributor that's probably a front for a chain of weed dispensaries.
|by Anonymous||reply 93||12/11/2019|
I'm the seven year old child presented as a sexually desirable woman. Polanski regularly plays this scene thinking it is high art.
|by Anonymous||reply 94||12/11/2019|
I am second-tier DL fave John Moulder-Brown.
|by Anonymous||reply 95||12/11/2019|
I'm Ennio Morricone. My soundtracks are the best part of most of these films.
|by Anonymous||reply 96||12/11/2019|
John Moulder Brown was hot
|by Anonymous||reply 97||12/11/2019|
I’m the painstaking closeups of blades slicing into flesh, complete with spurting “blood” that looks like bridge red nail polish
|by Anonymous||reply 98||12/11/2019|
I am the shitty remake of said film, starring, of course, Tippi hedren's granddaughter in a part originally played by french star Isobel Adjani. I am a vast waste of time, money and bad acting. Timothee chalamet is not in me, because he is distancing himself from my freakish artsy-fartsy director but Armie Hammer almost made it out of the editing room. Almost.
|by Anonymous||reply 99||12/11/2019|
I'm the little homosexual boy Faye Dunaway would torture had I been born earlier enough to try to put a wig on Laura Mars.
|by Anonymous||reply 100||12/11/2019|
I'm the overwrought organ player.
|by Anonymous||reply 101||12/12/2019|
I'm the screaming blonde.
|by Anonymous||reply 102||12/12/2019|
Op can call therm horror, but we know they are really just gothic nudies.
|by Anonymous||reply 103||12/12/2019|
I'm all the tropes rolled into one Edgar Wright faux trailer, "Don't".
|by Anonymous||reply 104||12/12/2019|
I'm the eyeball gouging shown in close-up.
|by Anonymous||reply 105||12/13/2019|
Howdy do! HIC. It's me again, the alcoholic tarantula. I'm here with another tarantula and two shitty puppet tarantulas.
In Fulci's "The Beyond" we tiptoe over the floor of a library and eat some poor bastard who fell off the bookshelf.
While the scene is initially creepy it soon becomes risible. For one thing there's supposed to be dozens of us and it's pretty rapidly obvious that there's just me, the other one and the two shitty puppets.
It does not help that we all squeak like mice.
|by Anonymous||reply 106||12/13/2019|
R94 So does Woody Allen.
|by Anonymous||reply 107||12/13/2019|
I'm The Vampire Lovers (1970)
|by Anonymous||reply 108||12/13/2019|
I'm The Music Lovers, which is scarcely less luridly Gothic and hard to believe.
|by Anonymous||reply 109||12/13/2019|
R109 My film was NOT a Euro-Trash co-production. It was fully funded by United Artistes which was an American Company!
|by Anonymous||reply 110||12/13/2019|
I'm the bad grammar in the hospital in THE BEYOND.
|by Anonymous||reply 111||12/13/2019|
I'm the cohesive story line, uh wait.
|by Anonymous||reply 112||12/14/2019|
What have you done to me?
|by Anonymous||reply 113||12/14/2019|
I'm strange drops of blood. What am I doing on Jennifer's body? The world may never know.
|by Anonymous||reply 114||12/14/2019|
I'm a duckling. Don't torture me!
|by Anonymous||reply 115||02/13/2020|
i am the creepy abandoned house with architecture inspired by Gaudi, where people inexplicably roam in the middle of the night to peel the wallpaper and writhe orgasmically atop trash lying around on the floor.
i am also the impossibly huge and beautifully appointed apartment inhabited by a poor student who can't even afford a car. in Rome, no less.
|by Anonymous||reply 116||02/13/2020|
I'm the breasts. I'm frequently seen overflowing flimsy nightgowns.
|by Anonymous||reply 117||02/13/2020|
I’m divorcee Carroll Baker, blackballed by Hollywood but with two kids to feed, grateful for the work. And a dinner roll.
|by Anonymous||reply 118||02/13/2020|
I’m divorcee Carroll Baker, blackballed by Hollywood but with two kids to feed, grateful for the work. And a dinner roll.
|by Anonymous||reply 119||02/13/2020|
I'm a black cat. I will hiss dramatically at you.
|by Anonymous||reply 120||02/13/2020|
I'm 1960s hairdo in a gothic horror film set in the dark ages.
|by Anonymous||reply 121||02/13/2020|
I am interior decor by Yog Soth-oth.
|by Anonymous||reply 122||02/13/2020|
I'm the babysitter.
|by Anonymous||reply 123||02/14/2020|
I'm 70's Jodie Foster in a bad wig with creepy Martin Sheen.
|by Anonymous||reply 124||02/14/2020|
I'm the necklace that decapitates people via elevator.
|by Anonymous||reply 125||02/14/2020|
I'm a rare bird from Siberia
|by Anonymous||reply 126||02/14/2020|
I'm the international cast, reciting my lines in my own language, while everyone else does the same so that no one knows what each other is really saying and how to properly react to what's happening.
|by Anonymous||reply 127||04/06/2020|
I'm a Communist country and outraged that I am not in on the co-production. Why my fashion sense alone is de rigor, not to mention our fabulous brutalist shooting locations. The closest you'll get is some shabby Western German absence of style. Sad! Needless to say, your film is degenerate.
|by Anonymous||reply 128||04/06/2020|
I am Les nuits des étoiles filantes, aka Christina, princesse de l'érotisme, aka Une vierge chez les morts-vivants. I don't really know what the fuck I'm meant to be. I know! Let's re-release me with random zombie footage from another film, just to confuse things.
|by Anonymous||reply 129||04/06/2020|
I'm the random and nonsensical lesbian scene.
|by Anonymous||reply 130||04/06/2020|
I am the difficult-for-the-time two-and-a half minute tracking shot from Tenebre, referred to as "meaninglessly brilliant" by critics. I manage to invoke as many of the tropes already mentioned as I possibly can: boobs, lesbians, bright red blood, a black gloved assassin, a straight razor, and a killer soundtrack.
|by Anonymous||reply 131||04/09/2020|
I'm the bad cinematography.
|by Anonymous||reply 132||04/09/2020|
I'm the obscurity.
|by Anonymous||reply 133||04/09/2020|
I'm a lanky, buttless and cute European actor.
|by Anonymous||reply 134||04/09/2020|
I am Donald Pleasance.
Don't hate me because I'm beautiful.
|by Anonymous||reply 135||04/09/2020|
I'm the character that appears early in the film and appears to be important, only to vanish with no explanation half way through with absolutely no effect on the plot.
|by Anonymous||reply 136||04/10/2020|
|by Anonymous||reply 137||04/15/2020|
I’m the female that shows up unexpectedly at the worst possible moment, even though I was specifically told to stay right where I was at.
I’ll prove to be an extreme burden to they guy I love who was trying to save us all.
|by Anonymous||reply 138||04/15/2020|
I'm the wonderful setpiece that opens The Bird with the Crystal Plumage, which still stands up today. Many films will have such setpieces which help these movies stay enjoyable even when the plot makes zero sense.
|by Anonymous||reply 139||12/03/2020|
I'm a Warhol Superstar and I have a supporting part. Everybody names drop my participation, on the very very very rare occasion someone ever mentions this movie in the years to come.
|by Anonymous||reply 140||12/03/2020|
I'm Joe Dallesandro`s armpits, begging to be licked. I get what what I want.
|by Anonymous||reply 141||12/03/2020|
I'm the final technicolor dye-transfer printer left in Rome, used by Dario Argento to really make the colours of Suspiria pop.
|by Anonymous||reply 142||12/03/2020|
I'm the smooth line used by the protagonist on the female character in The Cat o' Nine Tails: "Do you know how many people right now are making love at this very second?"
|by Anonymous||reply 143||12/05/2020|
I'm the dearly departed Pamela Tiffin
|by Anonymous||reply 144||12/05/2020|
I'm Angie Dickinson in Dressed to Kill, realizing halfway through the elevator scene that this is in fact more an American giallo rather than a standard Hitchcock rip-off.
|by Anonymous||reply 145||12/05/2020|
I'm the enormous roulette wheel the Director spins to write the plot.
"Ok...next scene...so the...lesbian vampires...seduce the...sexual sociopath...in the Expressionist...train station...in Milan."
|by Anonymous||reply 146||12/05/2020|
^Sorry to interrrupt the game, but there is actually a tongue-in-cheek Do It Yourself Giallo Generator online. I pressed it just then and got:
My Heart is an Empty Tomb, and Your Name is Engraved Upon the Stone
Directed by Stefano Stefani
A surgeon is butchered while wearing a mysterious amulet. An American psychologist inadvertently picks up the one piece of evidence that will solve the the murder; and she discovers that the presumed victim, the surgeon, is in fact a maniacal killer, and is still on the loose!
|by Anonymous||reply 147||12/05/2020|
I'm the succubus and how easily I cause trouble for everyone!
Also I'm unnecessary historical background and useless details.
|by Anonymous||reply 148||12/05/2020|
I might actually be a little bit in love with R146. I at least want to blow him after reading his post.
|by Anonymous||reply 149||12/05/2020|
I'm an enormous but crumbling country house, where the poor but sexy bohemians live. They have no obvious source of income, as the hippy heiress in the movie lives in a splendor, and she isn't bankrolling her friends. Apparently there are no property taxes.
|by Anonymous||reply 150||12/05/2020|
I'm the sexy scenes where the actors just sort of flail around on top of each other in such a manner that makes penis in vagina insertion seem highly unlikely.
|by Anonymous||reply 151||12/05/2020|
I'm a bottle of chianti. I wandered over from the 50s beatnik movie. Whoops.
|by Anonymous||reply 152||12/05/2020|
I'm the J&B Scotch bottle; if the movie's Italian, look closely - I guarantee you I'm in the background of every other shot
|by Anonymous||reply 153||12/05/2020|
I'm the jarring usage of feminine nouns in the dialogue. I'm the result of an Italian writer not realizing that gendered nouns aren't widely used in English, and nor did his editress.
|by Anonymous||reply 154||12/05/2020|
R140, as luck would have it, we are Mary Woronov, Ondine, Candy Darling, Kristen Steen, Tally Brown, Lewis Love, filmmaker Jack Smith and artist Susan Rothenberg, stumbling around a Gothic Revival mansion in Oyster Bay in "Silent Night, Deadly Night". We have no idea what we're doing here and neither does the screenwriter.
|by Anonymous||reply 155||12/05/2020|
Didn't Brian Eno actually have a similar deck of cards that he used in making music, R146? I feel like both David Bowie's "Lodger" and the B52s "Mesopotamia" albums were created utilising this deck of cards.
|by Anonymous||reply 156||12/06/2020|
I think that pack of cards has been passed around genre to genre quite a bit over the last 50 years, R156.
|by Anonymous||reply 157||12/07/2020|
I'm the sullen cab driver. No matter what the circumstances are, I never answer any question with more than a grunt. On the plus side, the heroine always hails me right before the killer gets her.
|by Anonymous||reply 158||12/07/2020|
I'm four flies on gray velvet. You might think "How fucking scary can that be?"
|by Anonymous||reply 159||12/07/2020|
I'm the fact that everyone looks drop dead fabulous. Literally.
|by Anonymous||reply 160||12/07/2020|
I'm the random girl who gives Sara an evil smile as she explores the library in Inferno. It's out of nowhere but is effectively creepy all the same.
|by Anonymous||reply 161||12/07/2020|
R161 I agree! I'm not sure if it's not intended as a lesbian "cruise"? But all of the library patrons seem sinister...
|by Anonymous||reply 162||12/07/2020|
I'm the glamorous white rotary telephone on which the killer (disguising his voice, of course - either a whisper, a baby voice, or even "Donald Duck") will harass and torment our leading lady.
|by Anonymous||reply 163||12/07/2020|
R162, ooh a cruise! Perhaps it could be? Argento put a lot of LGBT stuff in his films, I'm noticing now I've watched the majority of them. Perhaps she was all a-twitter at Sara wandering the library all wet, in her nearly see-through shirt? ;)
You are right, all the library patrons do seem sinister in that scene.
Oh, and I'm this exchange:
- "Have you ever heard of the Three Sisters?"
- "You mean those black singers?"
|by Anonymous||reply 164||12/07/2020|
I'm Elke Sommer
|by Anonymous||reply 165||12/07/2020|
Short wigs, for some reason.
|by Anonymous||reply 166||12/07/2020|
I'm references to Verdi, Thomas Penson De Quincey, Shakespeare, Plutarch, The Uffizi, Edgar Allen Poe, Non-Objectivist art, the Symbolists and various other highbrow elements to keep the audience from beginning to suspect that this is indeed a grotty piece of exploitationistic shit.
|by Anonymous||reply 167||12/07/2020|
I'm Erika Blanc's facial expressions during La Terrificante Notte del Demonio.
(Not to mention the realization that sometimes having no money for effects can work in the productions favor.)
|by Anonymous||reply 168||12/07/2020|
I’m the absurdity of it all.
|by Anonymous||reply 169||12/07/2020|
Be the prettiest nice girl and the most handsome young man that always turn out to be heroic and survive the attacks of the villain.
|by Anonymous||reply 170||12/08/2020|
I'm Peter Cushing and/or Christopher Lee.
|by Anonymous||reply 171||12/08/2020|
Je suis les événements de 67.
|by Anonymous||reply 172||12/08/2020|
I'm Jesús Franco. Nobody know what I'm on about. I probably don't either.
|by Anonymous||reply 173||12/08/2020|
I'm Daria Nicolodi. Dario's films went to shit without my, uh, "assistance."
|by Anonymous||reply 174||12/08/2020|
Vale, Daria. It's funny how there are some people who you don't know but who's death really gets to you.
I'll be Daria's endless screaming over the credits of Tenebrae.
|by Anonymous||reply 175||12/08/2020|
I'm Daria's histrionic overacting in every single frame of every single scene.
|by Anonymous||reply 176||12/08/2020|
I am Miguel Bosé in Suspiria. Gaze upon my limpid beauty, mortals.
|by Anonymous||reply 177||12/08/2020|
I'm Miguel Bosé's alarming plastic surgery. I'm a bottom, just like him.
|by Anonymous||reply 178||12/08/2020|
Whenever I hear his name I'm reminded of the scene where he slowly disappears behind the big white sheet, waving at Susy.
|by Anonymous||reply 179||12/08/2020|
We're creepy zombie monks hovering around the Canary Islands, waiting to torture unsuspecting German "waitresses" who are on holiday, after they've spent a good portion of their time scissoring, of course. We plan to fuck them to death.
|by Anonymous||reply 180||12/09/2020|
I'm a bunch of cats being thrown at Daria Nicolodi.
|by Anonymous||reply 181||12/26/2020|
I'm Laura Gemser, willing to show my tits and ass for a big paycheck
|by Anonymous||reply 182||12/26/2020|
I'm the fangs that look like they came from a novelty shop.
I'm the fanged mouths that are smeared with something red (or orange) that's supposed to be blood. The blood looks like it came from the same novelty shop.
|by Anonymous||reply 183||12/26/2020|
I'm Robert Kerman, attempting the transition from porn to "legitimate" film. Sadly, I will fail.
|by Anonymous||reply 184||12/28/2020|
I'm Helmut Berger, star of most of these films. Please take me seriously as a "serious actor". Please?
|by Anonymous||reply 185||12/28/2020|
I'm the documentary Horror Europa by fellow homosexual Mark Gatiss which is very much well worth seeing, and will probably be enjoyable for many in this thread.
|by Anonymous||reply 186||12/28/2020|
I'm bursting, punctured, or otherwise injured eyeballs.
|by Anonymous||reply 187||01/02/2021|
I'm the unconvincing blonde wig worn by Asia Argento's character in The Stendhal Syndrome. None of the other characters ever even question why I'm on her head.
|by Anonymous||reply 188||Last Tuesday at 1:25 AM|