Nightmare Concert

Une chose doit être laissée de côté. Lucio Fulci nous présente tant de morbidezza dans cette introspection qu'elle cesse d'être choquante et devient ennuyeuse et répulsive. Ainsi, exactement comme le personnage principal, dont les obsessions sont racontées dans le film. Fulci atteint ainsi son objectif de réalisation. Dommage seulement que le film soit si psychologiquement naïf, que les effets gores soient comiquement amateurs et que les acteurs jouent comme dans un feuilleton télévisé. Les fans de la "légende" du réalisateur se divertiront probablement avec exagération, mais après cette expérience, les néophytes n'oseront probablement pas se tourner vers un autre de ses films. (29/10/2003)

This film is quite unique among Fulci’s work, it’s essentially an honest self-reflection, delivered with great insight. Fulci plays himself, a director who is so sick of his violent films that he loses track of what is fiction and what is reality in real life. The sights of a steak in a restaurant, or a man with a chainsaw cutting wood in front of his house conjure up images of splashing blood and severed body parts that Fulci cut into the film from his previous works, or are entirely original (but these are in the minority). He consults these ideas with his psychiatrist, who also associates him with a sadistic murderer. At first it seems interesting, but when the same situation is repeated for about the twentieth time (Fulci looks devastated – splatter scene – Fulci looks devastated – splatter scene... and so on and so on.), it gets a bit boring, especially if you already know the scenes from his previous films. It must be said, however, that you won't see such a high density of splatter scenes in one film and Fulci's free creative approach makes this film unique in its own way. (13/10/2003)