Little Women, but with acid murder, putrid stumps, mummified patriarchs, and nearly everyone is fucking raging.
This unsung obscurity of bizarro UK cinema was recently dredged up onto blu-ray for the first time ￼by Arrow.
Set in what could be described as a fascistic nocturnal dystopia or more accurately the 80s working men’s club comedy milieu in an adjacent reality, The Comic charts the miserable showbiz rise, fall and descent into madness of red headed comedian Sam Coex. Being entirely studio shot and utilising no exterior scenes that I can recall The Comic evokes a drab…
As a sequel to The Exorcist? - Yes, it's a dismal failure.
Viewed as a stand-alone, loopy, mystical/sci-fi/horror hybrid dragged along by a manic Richard Burton performance? - It's actually quite fun.
Somehow I missed out on(avoided...) seeing this until very recently, but finally got my opportunity to view it on the big screen as part of the BFI's John Boorman retrospective.
Seen in a Boorman context alongside the likes of 'Excalibur' and 'Zardoz', it made a lot more sense…
A kaleidoscopic Giallogasm, The Strange Colour of Your Body's Tears is every fetishistic quirk and visually arresting Giallo motif ripped from the guts of an already strange sub-genre and spliced into something brilliantly deranged.
I imagine that watching this film is akin to looking through the eyes of your most twisted Giallo killer and finding it impossible to coherently focus on anything but the mad passions that compel them!
I get the feeling that The Strange Colour of Your Body's…