Synopsis
It will take your breath away. All of it.
After a series of gory murders commited by mobs of townspeople against visiting tourists, the corpses appear to be coming back to life and living normally as locals in the small town.
Directed by Gary Sherman
After a series of gory murders commited by mobs of townspeople against visiting tourists, the corpses appear to be coming back to life and living normally as locals in the small town.
Dead and Buried, Muertos y enterrados, Morts i enterrats, Mort et enterré, Dood en begraven, A Cidade dos Mortos-Vivos, Réincarnations, Noituutta, Död och begraven, Tromos stin poli, Ζωντανός και θαμμένος, Zongeria, Похоронены, но не мертвы..., Look Alive, Mrtvi i sahranjeni, ゾンゲリア, Morti e sepolti, Tot und begraben, Mrtví a pohřbení, 盖棺了结, 蓋棺了結, 죽음과 매장, Kuolleet ja haudatut, Martwy i pogrzebany, De levende døde, Død og begravet, Reencarnações
The mortuary collection.
One of those movies that has appeared and reappeared in my life for the last 25 years and it’s always made me uneasy. Small New England town with dark secrets that feels like Lovecraft Stephen King vibes yanks my chain so hard as far as personal tastes go—Illuminating with its fog shrouded seaside mist filled atmosfear and likable northeast local yokel characters stuck in one of the best twilight zone episodes never made.
This movie has been on my mind for years, even when I’m not thinking about it, and I’ve been all over this country and it’s terror by the sea fables like this that are more scary to me than any backwoods redneck nightmare because…
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From the opening shot of a B&W still photograph jumpstarted to life, I was all in. Coastal, small-town dread with a Twilight Zone narrative. Thematically resonant of the early-80s: the rebellion of small-town innocence.
Counter-revolution, attempted time-travel, imagineering. 1981 was at the cusp of a wave-peak, the initial effort to return The United States to a 1950's White Christian Cishet Supremacist Wonderland of small-town shopkeepers, in-line law enforcement, nuclear families, with nothing to trouble the surface of the illusion. This time, this Golden Age, never existed, except in model railroads, dollhouses and the dreams of fascist demagogues whose public-private-police-state partnership of soldering business interests to Xtian Fundamentalism and Cold War Paranoia paid off handsomely after a decade of founding conspiratorial think tanks and flooding what markets could be with coded and uncoded messaging. This was an effort to create an uncanny state, a slipstream woven from money and desire and force, a haunted house…
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“1/2 star for the hospitality, 5 stars for the rejuvenating spa amenities!”
This is the epitome of “campy cult classic”. Make-up effects legend Stan Winston flexes his chops handsomely in this pulpy 80s horror tale of a New England small town with something sinister lurking beneath its surface. Having grown up in a New England small town myself, I can confidently say this movie is 99% accurate, except in reality the townsfolk are way meaner to the tourists.
I love a good flick where the whole cast commits to being kooky as hell, especially when that cast includes Grandpa Joe from Willy Wonka.
P.S. so you’re telling me there’s a Robert Englund movie that starts with a guy being burned alive, and it’s NOT an Elm Street prequel??
The only place more evil than England is NEW England. Every bit as backward, clannish, violently ignorant and dedicated to ritual murder as anywhere in the Deep South, the coastal enclaves of Massachusetts throb with a hatred of outsiders and ancient occult malevolence. The only bulwark protecting the rest of this nation from their abominable witchcraft is the great state of New York and our noble Dutch forebears.
In this one, transients, derelicts, tourists, and yuppies are being brutally murdered by loathsome townies. Dragged a bit in the second half, but when you've got screenplays by the great Dan O'Bannon, you can't go wrong!
Chills/Thrills: moderately frightening, great and brutal opening scene.
Gore/Ownage: It excels here with effects by Stan Winston, we get hypodermics jabbed in eyes, bodies burned, and a head melted from the inside with acid pumped in through the nose.
Horniness: Plenty!
Actual Evil Contained Within: Negligible
Welcome to Potters Bluff
A small town with a big secret, where all outsiders end up in the mortuary (dead not visiting!) and it's up to Sheriff Dan Gillis to find out ...
"What the hell is going on in this town?"
A creepy little horror which starts off like a Sunday afternoon lifetime movie that quickly goes off the rails soon after with lots of gruesomely satisfying death scenes - if that's your bag? (Hell Yeah!) An excellent performance from James Farentino as Dan (what the hell is going on in my town) Gillis and also stars a pre Freddy Krueger Robert Englund.
"How do you know I'm not a dirty old man?"
Good Point! ... like a needle in your eye!
Dead & Buried is a genre-bending mind twister from the 80s that's criminally underrated for its ingenious storytelling and refreshing originality. It's a spine-chilling ride that's bombarded with twists and turns that are far more than capable of fooling even the most seasoned horror fans.
With a general premise of murders and dead people coming back to life, Dead & Buried manages to maximize such dread via its froggy, atmospheric small town setting. A potent enough script enabled director Gary Sherman to focus purely on the technical side creating his own paranoid universe, while the cast collectively delivered highly convincing performances to this low-key tale of life after death.
There are for sure buildups that overstay their welcomes, but once you're over these hurdles, the more adrenaline-pumping side of the tale is guaranteed to offer a highly entertaining body horror experience. highly recommended.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Gary Sherman is really something else when it comes to evoking a sense of place. These are some Moby Dick visuals. That's probably why I disliked Raw Meat so much, he evoked England.
Great little movie that drags a little in the middle when it seems like you're way ahead of it (it's the twist from Hot Fuzz) until it reveals that it's not so much that you're ahead of it as it is that it's standing right behind you smiling.
Really cool gore. I could go on but I'm not getting paid to go on so fuck you.
I had heard whispers about this movie since forever but I had somehow never gotten around to watching it. When Helen recently mentioned on twitter that this was her favourite slow burn, Michelle and I knew that we had to watch this for one of our watch parties.
Having now seen it all I can say is: wow, what a movie!
This is a horror movie of the highest quality in my opinion. It is really puzzling to me why it isn't talked about more. I'm not exaggerating when I say that I think it can easily hold its ground against a juggernaut like The Wicker Man.
It is that exceptional.
So if you haven't seen this already do yourself a favour and check it out. I don't think you will be disappointed.
We visited Potter’s Bluff and weren’t initially convinced. The coastal town exudes a creepy vibe, and we found ourselves constantly harassed by the locals' camera flashes. However, after meeting the coroner, we've decided to stay forever.
"You can try to kill me, Dan. But you can't. You can only make me dead."
A photographer is on the beach taking photos when an attractive young woman appears before him, after some flirting, the man starts to take some photos of her. Suddenly he's attacked by a group of people taking photos of him. He is beaten and burned, in an attack that seemingly has no motivation. A while later the police arrive at the murder scene, and make a shocking discovery.
Sheriff Dan Gillis is investigating the crime, when he hears about yet another murder. A drunk has been discovered brutally murdered, making it two grisly attacks in the small sleepy town of Potters Bluff in a…
A classic styled horror murder mystery. Welcome to Potter's Bluff - Smalltown USA, where something is not quite right. We are introduced to the concept right off the bat, as a photographer is murdered in brutal fashion. More murders follow and it's up to the local town sheriff to investigate just what the hell is going on. Director Gary Sherman keeps up the tension with an overbearing atmosphere of malice, while the narrative is enthused with gory murders and a bubbling mystery that gradually fills in the missing details, keeping the audience at least one step ahead of the protagonist. The sense of dread is palpable for much of the film, and then really ramped up in places - like…