Manual Movie Reviews

Watching this, you just KNOW that important bits were edited out to protect the current reputation of Ms. Hurley. The ending just comes out of left field - adding to the impression that something was taken out. There are hints of a more than sisterly relationship between the two female leads but not enough to shore up the finale. The only saving grace is the price is right!

This one doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but it's still somewhat fun. Hurley and Kensit, on a larth, go off on a boat with drunken sailor Prochnow. Prochnow has a sort of shady past so there is a little bit of tension as sexual tension begins to develop between he and Hurley. Kensit seems jealous, although whether it's for Prochnow or Hurley we're never really sure.

I don't mind not knowing what's going on, but I wish the filmmakers did. Twists seem to come out of nowhere with no rhyme or reason. At first, both women seem to view the skipper as a lesser being, a plaything for their amusement. Then Kensit acts like a spoiled brat for no adequately explained reason. The final twist comes out of left field. Sure, I was surprised, but if a big squid would have popped up in the last scene and ate the ship I would be surprised too. It doesn't mean it's a good ending. The mysterious coda is the only reason to recommend this other than T & A. Days later I found myself wondering exactly what did happen. I guess they deserve points for that.

The DVD is pretty rare and cheap (in presentation). If you like Dead Calm, but are sick of watching it, get this. You might be pleasantly surprised.

Okay, I won't kid you that this is a classic by any means, but it is one of a kind. Watch it only if you are a strict Liz Hurley Patsy Kensit fan, or a fan of watching otherwise good German actor Jurgen prochnow desperately trying to look convincing playing a German having fun.
Two English trollops convince sea captain Prochnow to take them on his boat to the West Indies, after a scene in a dance hall where they sing a song. It should be noted that one of the other customers in the bar bears a suspiciously striking resemblance to ex president Bill Clinton, so I guess it's that sort of bar.
Anyway, on board everyone goes stir crazy, there's twosome's, threesome's and onesome's (I assume that's what Captain prochnow is alluding to when he says that he is off to reset the sail).
There's sharks, Patsy covered in suntan oil, crossbows, needles and all sorts of intrigue, but for me the justify your existence as a filmaker scene is the lingering shot of the dog doing a big job on deck.The most painful scene is watching Jurgen pretending to be a party animal by dancing a little jig and singing "hula hoo,hula hoo".

There's a dopey surprise ending that doesn't make sense, but by then you really just want the film to end so you can rewind back to the scenes of Pats rubbing that suntan oil in.
Look, borrow this with a few mates who are into ironic viewing of dismal movies, otherwise give it a wide "berth".

Watching this, you just KNOW that important bits were edited out to protect the current reputation of Ms. Hurley. The ending just comes out of left field - adding to the impression that something was taken out. There are hints of a more than sisterly relationship between the two female leads but not enough to shore up the finale. The only saving grace is the price is right!

This one doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but it's still somewhat fun. Hurley and Kensit, on a larth, go off on a boat with drunken sailor Prochnow. Prochnow has a sort of shady past so there is a little bit of tension as sexual tension begins to develop between he and Hurley. Kensit seems jealous, although whether it's for Prochnow or Hurley we're never really sure.

I don't mind not knowing what's going on, but I wish the filmmakers did. Twists seem to come out of nowhere with no rhyme or reason. At first, both women seem to view the skipper as a lesser being, a plaything for their amusement. Then Kensit acts like a spoiled brat for no adequately explained reason. The final twist comes out of left field. Sure, I was surprised, but if a big squid would have popped up in the last scene and ate the ship I would be surprised too. It doesn't mean it's a good ending. The mysterious coda is the only reason to recommend this other than T & A. Days later I found myself wondering exactly what did happen. I guess they deserve points for that.

The DVD is pretty rare and cheap (in presentation). If you like Dead Calm, but are sick of watching it, get this. You might be pleasantly surprised.

Okay, I won't kid you that this is a classic by any means, but it is one of a kind. Watch it only if you are a strict Liz Hurley Patsy Kensit fan, or a fan of watching otherwise good German actor Jurgen prochnow desperately trying to look convincing playing a German having fun.
Two English trollops convince sea captain Prochnow to take them on his boat to the West Indies, after a scene in a dance hall where they sing a song. It should be noted that one of the other customers in the bar bears a suspiciously striking resemblance to ex president Bill Clinton, so I guess it's that sort of bar.
Anyway, on board everyone goes stir crazy, there's twosome's, threesome's and onesome's (I assume that's what Captain prochnow is alluding to when he says that he is off to reset the sail).
There's sharks, Patsy covered in suntan oil, crossbows, needles and all sorts of intrigue, but for me the justify your existence as a filmaker scene is the lingering shot of the dog doing a big job on deck.The most painful scene is watching Jurgen pretending to be a party animal by dancing a little jig and singing "hula hoo,hula hoo".

There's a dopey surprise ending that doesn't make sense, but by then you really just want the film to end so you can rewind back to the scenes of Pats rubbing that suntan oil in.
Look, borrow this with a few mates who are into ironic viewing of dismal movies, otherwise give it a wide "berth".

MY DEAR KILLER (MIO CARO ASSASSINO , 1971): Police Inspector Perreti (George Hilton) investigates a series of bloody killings, all seemingly linked to an earlier kidnapping/murder of a young girl. The body count mounts as the black gloved assassin eliminates all those who seem to have acquired knowledge of a dark secret in his past. Finally, Perreti assembles a carefully chosen group of suspects in a small room in order to cleverly unmask the murderer.

An extremely minor giallo, MY DEAR KILLER is lacking in the genre's signature outrageous violence and kinky sex so dearly loved by fans of euro-trash. Only one of the killings (the one depicted on the DVD cover) has any of the nervy shock value expected from this type of film, and despite all the buildup its pretty much a throwaway of a scene. While competently directed by Tonino Valerii, a former assistant to Sergio Leone, and featuring a fine, tension-swelling Ennio Morricone score, the film suffers from an incredibly draggy pace and a deficit of the kind of fascinatingly quirky characters that usually populate such fare. Italian horror fans will surely be disappointed. That said, this mundane thriller just might be quaint enough to provide fairly diverting entertainment for connoisseurs of Agatha Christie-styled murder mysteries, as it contains all the expected clichés including the manner in which the killer's identity is ultimately revealed.

The Shriek Show DVD gives the film a very nice presentation, with a widescreen (1.85:1) transfer providing a decent showcase for cinematographer Manual Rojas' colorful imagery. Extras include two short interview segments with director Valerii and star George Hilton (who has aged remarkably well). Trailers for some other Shriek Show releases, including SPASMO, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO SOLANGE and SEVEN BLOOD STAINED SHADOWS, all of which are superior to MY DEAR KILLER in every way, are also included.

A weak "giallo" thriller (from the early 1970s) as a detective finds himself constantly one step behind a killer covering his/her tracks after a kidnapping gone wrong. There are a couple semi-gruesome murders here, but there isn't much true suspense since our hero never seems to be in any danger, and, though perhaps I missed something, it seemed the killer could have been anyone among the groups of suspects.

I don't know the movie's history, but here it is presented in dubbed English. The anamorphic video is good considering the age of the title. Included on the disc are some trailers and interviews.

Tonino Valerii's 1971 giallo "MY DEAR KILLER" is quite understated, leisurely paced, and a bit talky, but overall, it remains captivating and delivers a strong seamless progression of events that keep unravelling until the inevitable denouement. We all know that the "identity" of the killer in these things is the key ingredient in the mystery, but getting to that point is where the fun is. "My Dear Killer" offers up a few brutal murder setpieces (the circular saw killing being the most memorable - similar to the blood spraying severed arm scene in Argento's "Tenebre"), but the investigation and unraveling of the mystery takes more of the center stage here (which may disappoint some giallo or horror fans). But the script, acting, and pacing is actually a refreshing change of pace from some of the more hyper giallos out there. And another excellent Ennio Morricone score adds to the atmosphere. Definitely worth a look for diehard giallo fans - gorehounds may be disappointed, though. Although, seeing a man lifted up by his neck by a construction crane and then decapitated will definitely please those who need some blood to get things going.

Shriek Show's DVD offers up a fine anamorphic presentation of the film along with some brief current interviews with star George Hilton and director Valerii. Also included are some trailers for other SS titles including "7 Bloodstained Orchids" and "Hitcher in the Dark".

A nice package overall for a basically forgotten and somewhat obscure giallo. Keep 'em coming!

The movie cannibal man is not like it says. First off, he isnt a cannibal at all. As a lover of cannibal films this is far from one. Even the description on the back is misleading. He works at a meat plant where he makes soup, wow how convenient on disposing of bodies. He does kill some people, but the scenes where people die arent that graphic so that wasnt worth my time and my friends who were there with me watching it. What is with his neighbor, the homosexual inuendos were there, and well really upfront and unnecessary. I do not recommend this film to anyone that likes cannibal films, or horror films. It sucked

I read about Cannibal Man in a recent installment of the Catalogue of Carnage, which compared it to Henry, Portrait of a Serial Killer and Polanski's Repulsion. The Henry similarities are superficially there, but this was no masterpiece of psychological disintegration as in the case of the latter. It's kind of about madness and economical oppression but ultimately leaves you kind of wondering what you just watched. Wondering also why it's called Cannibal Man. He doesn't eat anybody! He merely puts parts of his victims bodies into the meat grinder at the soup factory where he works. Not exactly a horror movie, though it did resemble certain stylistic elements of the great Italian films and featured a Rosemary's Baby-derived lullaby that played repeatedly throughout, Cannibal Man tells the tale of a man who is unable to face the reality of his actions and ends up with a body count as a result. There is a fair amount of gore, which apparently got it banned in several countries, but somehow I don't think this would upset anyone seeking out a film called Cannibal Man - the slaughterhouse footage is far more disturbing. The weirdest (and most potentially interesting) element in the mix was Nester, Cannibal Man's would-be gay lover with whom he goes for an intimate swim. It was hardly suggested that Marcos kills because of repressed homosexual desires, so this scene and the tension between the two men just seemed extremely odd. If this theme had been developped, it might not have seemed so misplaced within the context of the rest of the film. Nester was fabulous though and I looked forward to seeing him again after every scene and watching Cannibal Man's expressions in contemplation of this strange new friendship. The dubbing is laughable.

This film is one of the better-directed movies that made it onto the Video Nasties list. A gloomy and depressing Spanish movie much in the style of Henry Portrait of a Serial Killer (1989). The movie tells the story of Marcos, a disturbed young man (Vincente Parra) who has been very desensitized by his job in a local slaughterhouse. He gets tired of butchering cows and starts killing people! One night while out on a date he goes "postal" and kills a cab driver in a heated argument. He later strangles his girlfriend (who witnessed the murder), then kills his brother for trying to convince him to turn himself in. He also cuts his brother's fiancée's throat when she discovers the bodies under the bed in his apartment. Her father comes looking for her, and in one of the gorier scenes, he is hit with a cleaver to the face. After slaughtering a woman who comes to visit his apartment things begin to literally stink, and the local dogs start hanging around. (Be sure to check out how many times dogs appear in this film, very strange indeed). The killer unsuccessfully takes his victims to work with him, and tries to turn them into hamburger. Realizing that plan was not going to work, Marcos finally turns himself in when a homosexual neighbor offers to help with the disposal of the bodies in trade for...favors. I enjoyed this one, but it left me with a weird dark feeling.

Bad, stilted, wooden acting.
A slow, reaching, desperate script.
A pointless plot with lots of leaps in logic and flow.
Bad bad bad acting.
This obviously was one of those straight-to-video mistakes.
The plot is quite shallow and simplistic: Find the magic box the bad guys worship and stop their evil world domination. Woo!

The film's title "Revelation" comes from the Bible, and this occult thriller film, it seems, tells us that there still remains a box named The Locutus somewhere in Europe, and the two religious sects are seeking for it desperately for the reason you stop caring in the last minutes of the story.

Jake Martel (James D'Arcy) is a disgraced computer expert who had been in jail. Now released, he is invited to join in the searching team led by Magnus Martel (Terence Stamp), his very rich father, who wants to get the secret of a box the Locutus hidden for years. But soon they come to realize that they have to handle dangerous cult group, of which leader The Grand Master (Udo Kier) has no hesitation to do whatever he has to do in order to secure the box for his own cause.

To be fair, the film's concept has some potential. For example, we have seen it done gracefully in Harrison Ford's "Raiders," but the film chose to be more intelligent and philosophical ... so to speak. There is no action or car chase; instead, you get several gory scenes and tortures, none of which are particularly impressive. It is quite strange, however, that though the Grand Master's army can attack the security-tight office/lab of the Martels with ease, they are always one step behind the two leading hero/heroine.

The role of Terence Stamp is little more than a cameo, so the film is virtually young James D'Arcy's. That's a problem for he is not ready for the job, and co-starring Natasha Wightman, though better than him, is just so-so. Inexplicably, we have another cameo from Derek Jacobi as the librarian, whose intended comic relief is not comic relief at all.

You can see and hear many, many historical and religious items, such as alchemist, Knight Templars, and so on, but they add up to nothing, all assembled in a messy way. And the conclusion of the film is a surprise, indeed, but may look offensive to some (or many) Christians. But it is also so incredible that it is hardly possible for any of us to take it seriously.

The film's globe-trotting story gives a good chance to see many places in Europe, all of which are shot beautifully, but that doesn't mean that we are interested in the mystery which the film is trying to show in a clithed and far-fetched way (like dots on the map). And I hear that they released it theatrically in UK, which makes a greater mystery than this film's.

Lazy reviewers freak out at this title. Those prepared to concentrate on its plot will find it an exciting, stimulating and witty adventure that taps into the deepest currents of history and religion while managing to do it all in a refreshing way. Scary and superior genre film, but often also very amusing -the miserable ones simply don't get it.

I love this film so much. I bought one low-priced VHS copy on awhim and was pleasantly surprised to say the least. I thought the filmwas truly phenomenal! I then bought one of the DVD editions. 6 months later, I bought another. This low-priced DVD, as with all the other versions I own, is a travesty in terms of picture and sound quality (visible film print scratches, muddy blacks, gray whites, distant audio, audio pops, blurry images, overall lacking of detail throughout). I keep buying them hoping that someone will finally give this great film its proper due by finding a good negative and transferring it properly. No such luck as of yet (This might be due to the fact that the rights to this film may be shared by more than one distributor). Anyway, somewhere in existence there is a higher-priced VHS that looks much better than the "bargain" DVD's or VHS editions. I've seen it in a friend's personal video collection (...). This (...) film is a must-see. Why else would I keep buying it?

Yes, John Huston is known for "The Maltese Falcon," but that may or may not prepare you for this film. You see, "The Treasure of Sierra Madre" and "Key Largo" as well as "The Maltese Falcon" are a basis for this film. A complete rehash of formula? Absolutely not. Huston took "Across the Pacific" serious. "Beat The Devil" he did not. The capacity to understand this film lies in the many bent paradigms and scewed cliches that cause you to blink while watching it. I have seen it twice now. I have also shown it to my father and my step-father. Both love it, but not on a satire-level. They recognized it as a great film. You may not catch wind of the tongue-in-cheek quirks here, but this is a worthwhile movie. So buy it. Besides, look at the price.

Please correct your data banks. This is not a Brigitte Bardot video. How in the world did she get to be a primary contributor?

Two Brigitte Bardot movies (on one DVD) at a very affordable price! I'm happy, but here's the scoop on the DVD: (1) both "Caroline and the Rebels" and "And God Created Woman" are dubbed in English versions of the movies (2) the picture/audio quality of both movies is mediocre at best (both videos are in color but look kind of hazy, washed out; the audio on "Caroline" has some static and the audio on "And God Created Woman" is clear and loud).

Bottom line: I'm NOT complaining. At this price, this DVD is a bargain. (I happen to like dubbed foreign movies--I hate reading subtitles on my small tv screen). Until another company releases pristine versions of these films, this DVD is just fine.

When even Harry Alan Towers admits a film is bad, you know you're in trouble. On the disc's featurette he recalls turning to the amazingly untalented and prolific Jess Franco after seeing the final cut and telling him "You've done something I didn't think was possible: you've killed Fu Manchu." And how...

Badly directed, written, acted, photographed, recorded - heck, I'm willing to bet that even the catering was bad on this one - it's a real ordeal even for the most devoted Fu Manchu fan. If you thought the series couldn't get worse after the astonishing use of black and white stock footage from 'A Night to Remember' in its immediate predecessor 'The Blood of Fu Manchu/Kiss and Kill' (and just to remind you, it's repeated as a pre-title sequence here to pad out the running time), you ain't seen nothin' yet. And not seeing it is probably the best thing to do by far.

But, for Fu Fanatics, the disc is still a must buy, if only for the extras and the presentation. The second of the two-part documentary descends into Jess Franco telling Christopher Lee stories about other films, but the rest of the package is well put together and Blue Underground's transfer is the best the film has probably ever looked (not much of a compliment, it's true). Now, if only they could get their hands on the first three films...

This is the final entry in the Christopher Lee/ Fu Manchu series of films, produced by Harry Alan Towers. This is a wonderful DVD from the fine folks at Blue Underground with some really nice extras, too bad the film isn't as good!

Chris Lee is great as the devil doctor but the story, such as it is, is incredibly stupid. Fu, of course, wants to rule the world and to this end he plots to turn all the world's water to ice. Okay. It is up to the intrepid Nayland Smith (Richard Greene) of Scotland Yard to save the day with the help of his Watson-like sidekick Dr. Petrie (Howard Marion Crawford).

The print of the film looks great and the sound is crystal clear. The film is in anamorphic widescreen and a joy to look at.

It has always been a source of disappointment to me that these films weren't better than they are. Much of the fault must be laid squarely on the producer, Mr. Towers, who wrote all the screenplays under the name of Peter Welbeck. Why he wrote his own stories instead of basing the movies on Sax Rohmer's original novels is a mystery to me. Many of the original novels are quite good with interesting plots and characters. Even the character of Fu Manchu is more complex in the books. For instance, in "PRESIDENT FU MANCHU", Fu (remember he is a doctor), performs an operation on a young boy to save his life. You never see Lee doing anything like that in these films (or Karloff in "MASK OF FU MANCHU", or any of the other screen Fu's). Also, although Fu wants to rule the world in the books, he longs for a peaceful world without war, disease, or poverty. In the 3rd Lee/ Fu film, "VENGEANCE OF FU MANCHU", one character says, "We know of your desire to rule the world, a world of crime". Rule a world of crime? That isn't what Fu wants. Didn't Mr. Towers ever read even one of the novels? What a pity! With Lee as Fu and the wonderful Tsai Chin as his daughter, this could have been a great series. As it is, this is a very mediocre series of films with only Lee and Chin to make them mildly interesting.

Having said that, this is sort of a fun film to watch and an improvement over the previous entry, "BLOOD OF FU MANCHU" (also available from Blue Underground). You even get to see director Jess Franco in a small role as a police inspector.

The DVD extras are great. A 13 minute feature with commments from Lee and Chin, director Jess Franco and Mr. Towers. I must address one thing Mr. Towers says about Franco. He blames Franco for the poor quality of these last 2 films saying he "killed off Fu Manchu". I think that is an unfair statement. Franco isn't the greatest director in the world but the poor quality of these films isn't his fault alone. Mr. Towers must take some of the blame for his really lame screenplays. Even Alfred Hitchcock or Stanley Kubrick at the height of their creativity couldn't have breathed life into Mr. Towers lame scripts!

Also included are trailers, poster and photo galleries, some wonderful liner notes by "VIDEO WATCHDOGS" editor, Tim Lucas, info on Sax Rohmer and a bibliography of Fu novels (read some, they are good), and bios of Lee and Franco.

Overall, a nice disc for Lee and/or Franco fans, or anyone who loves that mysterious oriental super-genius, Fu Manchu. -George Bauch

For sex sleaze fans, any more sleaze on the DVD than on the tape? Nope, sorry, same scenes. The quality is very nice, so you'll never see the hankerchief-sniffing branding scene looking so good.

One thing I noticed in fast-forwarding through this awful thing (nice DVD advantage there), is that aside from the "M" scene there's really not much. The sixteen year-old Romina is stunningly cute, and you can clip the pictures of her hanging from a chain leaking poor quality Franco fake blood and doing a "Pretty Baby" couch turn, but the green and red lighting is actually not very erotic.

Most other sexploitation flicks have a lot more graphic nastiness, but the branding scene is a must, there's no question about that. One star for that, and one star for brief lolita Romina nudity, that's it.

This tale, like Eugenie, Her Journey Into Perversion, isn't bad, and fairly explicit, for the late 60's, but is still pretty tame, by today's standards. Has a weird appearance by Jack Palance, as a mad monk, or something. Also, a limited appearance by the late Klaus Kinski. Limited nudity and sex, but hey, what can one expect-it's fairly low budget. There are interviews and other features for the "technically" minded. Worth a look, but not worth the price I paid for it, or the other one-Eugenie. Minimal relation to the works of De Sade; which they, both, are supposed to be based on.

As director Jesus Franco says in an accompanying interview, Jack Palance would start guzzling red wine at 7 in the morning the days his scenes were to be filmed, and BOY, can you tell it in the finished product! There are lots of pretty scenes, photography, costumes, people, etc., but it's mostly a bore. I recommend EUGENIE DE SADE for anyone dipping their toe into Franco ....

I've never seen this movie before so one day I seen this movie in the store.So I say hey zombie film lets try this movie out, and I went out a bought it.I went home and wacth it and wachting half way in the movie I got really bored really fast! All they do in the movie is talk about some BS storey. About his dad dead and some gold he has hidden! So though the hole movie I was fast forwarding tryin to get to the goods parts! this movie sould have been never made! DONT BUY IT AND DON'T RENT THIS MOVIE!

Oasis of the Zombies was originally credited to be directed by A.M. Frank Much debate, to determine if this film had been done by exploitation director Jess Franco. The man has recently confirmed this himself, and now admits to the rare act of filming the movie twice, both in French and Spanish. The two versions shared some footage but utilized different cast for minor characters. The Spanish version La Tumba de Los Muertos Vivientes / The Tombs of the Living Dead (1983) has not yet been released in North America but does play on Spanish television. This DVD is the French version, recently released by Image Entertainment's EuroShock Collection. Oasis is a slow paced movie about a group of young college kids using their holiday to search out Field Marshal Erwin Rommel's hidden treasure. A former SS soldier is also looking for the treasure, both find the gold guarded by flesh eating Nazi Zombies who rise from the dead and attack anyone who would attempt to steal their loot. Don't expect much splatter, apart from a scene where a girl gets her guts ripped out. Besides that scene, this low body count film would be best recomended for Jess Franco completists only. Similar to John Carpenter's The Fog (1980), or Ken Wiederhorn's Shock Waves (1977) the movie rarely obtains a good review, and complaints range from the lack of gore to the lame zombie make-up. Comparisons are usually made to another French / Spanish production Zombie Lake (1980) directed by erotic vampire master Jean Rollin, and written by Jess Franco. This often made comparison leads me to question if Rollin perhaps had helped with this film as well? Rumors abound on the internet that perhaps Oasis of the Zombies is somebody else's hack job on Franco's Spanish Tombs of the Living Dead? Extras could have included the Spanish version [or clips from it] for comparison between the two films.

Two sexy, nubile half naked young girls on a trip to the desert wander off into a grave of supposed long dead Nazi's
(obviously awakened by the wiggling of bum's in tight sports shorts!) for whom they quickly become lunch.

Then in a rather lengthy flashback the story of lost gold and Nazi's is explained and a greedy young pup through his
connection with his father, is now on the trail of the lost gold.

Eventually he and his amigos arrive in northern Africa, to find the German Captain from the convoy of Nazi's, on the brink
of death, after he and his entourage were attacked by the gooey zombies after trying to recover the lost gold.

Despite warnings from the superstitious locals about the "walking dead", and the death of the German officer, the greedy
young uns are still intent on going to the oasis to find the gold.

Finally they arrive at the oasis and find some of their recent acquaintances slaughtered by the zombies. The night is upon
the young scallywags and soon too is the living dead. But, they pluckily fight them off with Molotov cocktails (which they
learnt to make at college!!) and torches (flames not batteries!). At which the zombies graciously shuffle off their immortal
coil.

There are not many zombies in here, maybe a dozen or so, so it aint exactly "Dawn of The Dead 1978". But what we do have
is a pretty dry and flaky bunch, with the occasional gory, gooey, worm ridden phisog.

Oasis isn't exactly fast paced, it takes a hell of a long time for the young gold hunters do actually get to the desert, and even
longer to get to the oasis.

These Nazi zombies must have rotten wooden limbs as a creaking always precedes their appearance, like 2 tree branches
rubbing together in the wind. And talking of wind! Though there is a lot of desert wind sound effects on the soundtrack, I
can't remember seeing a single grain of sand being blown about!

There is really only one gory death in there, where a woman is stripped (of course! It is Jesus Franco movie after all!) and
has herself promptly disembowelled. The rest of the zombie munchings are quick and nowhere near as gory as this one
scene.

The print of the film looked quite good for such an obscure piece. The lighting looked a bit screwed, though maybe this was
the fault of the dodgy "Saturn Productions", extended play video version I saw. All of the night-time scenes were either
filmed during the day in dark surroundings, big trees and all that, or were shot when it was time for the sun to be going
down. So there are a lot of shots of dark images of people in the foreground with lots of light in the sky in the background, I
guess this is "day for night" shooting. Whether it is genuine day for night shooting, or just Franco shooting against the sun
I'm not so sure.

Not Franco's best but seemingly not the worst zombie movie of which "Zombie Lake " holds the title, but which, as of yet I
have not seen. It's also not the only Nazi Zombie movie, there are supposed to be quite a few, one which comes to mind is
"Shock Waves 1975" with Peter Cushing, John Carradine and an early performance from Brooke Adams. Shock Waves for
sure though is better than Oasis, and actually does have a couple of good scary bits in it, which well Oasis, I think, lacks.

Franco uses the pseudonyms of A.M Frank for director here and Daniel Le Soeur for producer. Word has it that another
version out there (isn't there always with Franco movies?!) a Spanish version, has Jesus Franco's wife Lina Romay, in a
small part, and is seeminlgy a better version than the one I saw, with better music, and a couple of extra scenes, which may
sound like total masochism, but it seemingly makes for a better film. This other version is called Tombs Of The Living
Dead and is out on DVD somewhere.