weird/fucked up films

Only the sick and depraved minds of Pasolini and DeSade could accomplish this perverse and disgusting freak show. the king of "weird" films.

enigmatic and bizarre nightmare, enjoyable iniciatic jouney through Lynch's perverted mind.

Tedious, nothing more than pornography in disguise. the shoking ending is the only remarkable moment, and it makes the film quite bearable.

Oliver Reed gives an outstanding performance in Ken Russell's fiendish, macabre and utterly delirious parade that shows through a pinhole the dangers and excesses of superstition in the dark ages of christianity.

One of the sickest pieces of trash I've ever seen. at least it's well told, but the somber theme makes it a little unbearable. good shocking ending though.

If the director would have been less pretentious and get to the point without pleasing himself, he could have managed a better film. its only value is the "shock" element.

Intense, visceral, raw. hard to digest and yet interesting existentialist tale of a god's lonely man, a troubledmind french butcher who will take what he conciders fair, no matter who falls on the way. director Gaspár Noe homage to Godard and Scorsese. not for the faint-hearted.

honest, bizarre, perverse and yet thought-provoking soft-core thriller by the undisputable king of venereal-surgical horror.

A tedious pseudo intellectual experiment that would have worked better as a short film.

One of the most outrageous pieces of crap. only a perverted and sick mind could conceived this abomination. this is not cinema.

If the first installment was perversity at its best, this is even worst, a boring nothing, a tedious piece of puke, not even shit. pardon my language, but once again, this is not cinema.

One of the well known examples of pseudo-snuff. a twisted gory italian film inside the amazon jungle. vicious, sick, eerie.

Both impressive and embarrasing propaganda piece. A colossal parade of madness.

another example of the ethereal, mesmerizing, deranged and fascinating world of Mr. Lynch, this time lead by a gorgeous pair of performers.

The perverse king of venereal horror started his long career with this disturbing and enjoyable low budget freak show. A glimpse of what was yet to come.

Cronenberg's gratuitous zombies, sex and violence cocktail doesn't work as good as in his first feature, but still succeeds to crawl your skin. A very entertaining, disgusting and gratifying surprise.

Cronenberg delivers his dwarfs of rage with his usually intelligent, fascinating and disgusting pseudo-metafisic plot and atmosphere. this is with no doubt the best of his early works.

Total grindhouse. fun and kinky swedish revenge flick with unnecessary hard-core porn and peckinpah like slow-mo violence.

Overrated and highly sadistic yakuza freak show. nevertheless, violence is so gratuitous and over the top that turns to be funny.

Ed Wood's opera prima is way ahead of its time. A sensationalist take on the controversial matter of transvestism and sex change, but that doesn't keep it from being absolutely nuts and hilarious, almost surreal.

Wood could have been a pitiful and mildly mentally impaired man, but he was definitely an auteur who envisioned and created and specific kind of work. Though poor, the results always leave you wandering whether he was insane or he was just a genius pulling off a big, elaborate joke.

On the other hand, Bela Lugosi, the man who once was a mega star, was here in the rock bottom. But strangely, he sort of raises the film's quality (not to say hilarity) thanks to his larger than life way of reciting Wood's dreadfully convoluted and idiotic writing. He makes a Greek tragedy out of every sentence.

Edward D. Wood Jr. was like a child working with crayons, and I guess that's why one has to feel some affection for him and his equally weird troupe of underachievers.
I was certainly mesmerized with this, especially the dream sequence, one of the most raving mad scenes I've ever witnessed

One star for pity, the other for hilarity. poor Ed, he was just a little boy playing with crayons, a very expensive set of them.

A milestone, the first surreal film. Buñuel and Dalí sliced an eye ball and opened a gate of boundless imagination.

The O.J Simpson case through the deceitful mind of David Lynch. A powerful, twisted, devilish jigsaw. eerie Robert Blake.

Intense, strange and stunning. beautiful pair of actresses, dazzling cinematography, bizarre and compelling subject.

Lynch's dark, sexy and disturbing universe rises again in an apparently peaceful town. not one of his best, still quite an experience.

Buñuel's disgust for the upper classes was never more evident than here. Surreal, intriguing, claustrophobic, and riveting film about the most primitive human behaviors. A must see.

really twisted and over the top gory, still pretty earie and atmospherical.

this gory fest has one of the best zombie make up ever created. they seem like actual walking corpses, an entertaining and weird italian b-movie, euro trash at it's best

as all Fulci films, terribly ambiguous, unpleasant and very entertaining.

cult classic, one of the grand daddies of slashers. hallucinating, raw, tingles of cinema veritè/documentary feel make a nerve-racking stay with one hell of a family.

heavy but interesting visual experiment, a homage from Spanish musician-painter-filmmaker Luis Eduardo Aute to his favorite artistic branches.

Extremely silly and hilariously bad euro trash.

Campy and mildly funny attack to the upper classes by Jean-Luc Godard, one of the most acid and persuasive demagogues in film history.

A surreal and mystical western that depicts the journeys of a messianic gunfighter. A rare mix of Buñuel's satire and anti religious imagery and Peckinpah's ultra violent frontiere.
If it wasn't for Jodorowsky's pretentious guru crap he tries to profess in all of his films, it probably would have worked better.

Subversive and bizarre anarchist fantasy where incest, murder, cannibalism, among other ways to break free are instructed by a construction worker who gets tired of his aimless and repetitive existence, and the repression exercised by authorities. That once shy and submissive man is now the leader of some kind of urban cavemen community that only seek to give and receive the most primitive forms of pleasure.

There's no dialogue whatsoever, only a series of grunts, yells and gurgles without sense; that serve to establish even more the meaning of disorder inherent in the plot.