Excerpt: The horror genre is in flux right now. The only frights coming from Hollywood these days are weak ones—torture for the sake of torture, unnecessary remakes, or PG-rated jump scares. But the genre isn't dead. Out on the fringes, overseas, in festivals, and in the indie trenches, there are some interesting things going on, where a handful of horror filmmakers are creating fear flicks that are quirky and experimental. A: Nacho Vigalondo, director of Timecrimes .
Excerpt: The horror anthology film has a long and storied history from the early days of Basil Dearden's 1945 DEAD OF NIGHT, through Britain's Amicus films in the 70's like THE HOUSE THAT DRIPPED BLOOD right up until recent entries like V/H/S.
Conclusion: There's a lot to take in with 'The ABCs of Death,' and, for the most part, it's an enjoyable, but very bizarre ride. That being said, judging by how many of the segments simply don't work, or come off as too esoteric for their own good, there's the feeling that the whole is somewhat hindered by its parts. Still, as far as experiments go, this one is elevated by a better than expected picture and sound quality, making this anthology definitely worth checking out.
Conclusion: Omnibus movies are almost always a case of more-misses-than-hits, and The ABCs of Death is no different. That said, there's enough variety and sheer wacked-out ridiculousness on display here to make the experience worthwhile for most hardcore horror fans. Where else might you find a hilarious hara-kiri, a crackhouse fever dream, a time travel paradox, and a "furry" Nazi stripper all in the same place?
Excerpt: Twenty-six films. Twenty-six, no, 27 directors assigned a different letter of the alphabet. Three "obstructions": to include at least one death, to keep things short, and to begin and end with a spot of red—and where some of the filmmakers settle for splatter, most of them lazily opt for a fade in and out to the color of their blood. Death is indulged sometimes disturbingly, perversely, comically, almost always grossly, and the results are, perhaps expectedly, uneven.
Excerpt: Drafthouse Films’ themed anthology The ABCs Of Death might as well be called The ABCs Of Death, Sex, Gore, Tits, Bodily Fluids, And Anything Else We Hope Jaded Viewers Might Still Find Shocking Or Transgressive . It’s its own self-contained sick & twisted shorts festival, in which horror-film directors around the world were handed a letter of the alphabet, a small budget, and carte blanche to develop their own short within the anthology’s Edward Gorey-by-way-of-Rob...