Here’s an incredible jaw-dropping horror comedy skin flick from Argentina. If you haven’t seen it yet, what the fuck are you waiting for? Guaranteed insanity awaits!
Mr. Montel (Guillermo de Cordova) is prone to cataleptic fits. His scheming wife Sofia (Carmin O’Neal) and his doctor (Roberto Maurano) are secretly in love and conspire to bury him alive when his latest bout of catatonia hits. It seems Sofia is still a virgin because her poor hubby is afraid of sex and she’s hoping the good doctor can give it to her.
At the funeral, Montel wakes up in his own casket, but is unable to make anyone realize he’s still alive. His silent pleas for release from his coffin go unanswered, and he is entombed in the local cemetery and left for dead by his sexpot would-be widow. Little does she know Montel wakes up and is able to claw his way out of his grave to freedom. After stumbling around the graveyard for a bit, he cleans himself up and sets out to get some action.
First, he attempts to rape a woman by pushing her into an old lady’s apartment and tries to do the deed on the couch while the geezer granny looks on. When Montel is unable to perform, he runs away in disgust, leaving the naked woman all hot and bothered. She then tries to seduce the little old lady, who politely declines and muses, “If I was ten years younger!”
If you can’t already tell, this movie is fucking phenomenal.
Montel has other surprise encounters with a stripper and a pair of lesbians, before finally being able to make time with a random babe he picks up on the sidewalk. Meanwhile, the cops question the doctor, and get close to figuring everything out. That is, until the surprise twist ending. You won’t fucking believe it.
Man, you never know where this movie is going next. The opening is played completely straight. Think an Argentinean Poe adaptation. Then, it turns into an Argentinean Doris Wishman flick as there’s lots of black and white roughie sex, hilariously unsynchronized sound, and random shots of feet. Other scenes play like everything from a film noir to an all-out bedroom farce.
Everything from the cool camerawork to the atmospheric cinematography to the inspired use of library music (I had fun spotting several tracks that have appeared in many of the Andy Milligan movies I’ve been watching lately) is just spot on. The bad dubbing helps to put it over the top and make it a delirious work or trashy art. Sure, the climax may run on a little long, but that final twist is surely something.
Trust me folks, you’re gonna love Love After Death.
AKA: Unsatisfied Love.
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