Bakemono (2023)

Some people say that the scariest thing is to not show the gore because whatever you come up with in your own head is scarier than anything you can see. That’s the kind of bullshit tossed around by non-horror fans (along with the term “elevated horror”, we hate that, horror is horror) because real fans know that seeing gore on full display is a far different and more intense experience than fucking imagining it while it happens off-screen. That’s why films like Dead Alive are still talked about reverently decades later while people forgot that Throughbreds existed as soon as it came out. Other aspects of horror are not so cut and dry because there is a balance that must be maintained and knowing how much of the scary thing to show to build the appropriate amount of tension is the art of creating something genuinely frightening. Fail to do that and you might end up with the kind scenes on display in Bakemono where the monster likes to hang around the kitchen in full view for an almost comically long amounts of time. I do genuinely appreciate writer/director Doug Roos’ commitment to all practical effects, but he may have been a little too eager to show the creature in all its glory when a less is more approach may have been more effective.

Speaking of less is more, I’ve seen my fair share of slashers that feature bloated casts of kill-fodder but I don’t think I’ve ever witnessed the shear cavalcade of characters that are paraded through Bakemono only to be killed as soon as you start to get a handle on who the hell they even are. The unifying feature is the low-rent apartment building that the demon (or demons?) use as their slaughterhouse for reasons that are as vague as they are unsatisfying. It felt like a condensed version of Game of Thrones the way characters were being introduced and killed off only to have new ones pop up all throughout the movie. The fact that most of the murky low-light film seems to have been shot in the same room representing multiple identical spaces and the singular demon seems to be attacking in multiple places at once contributes to the disjointed, confused tone of the film.

That’s not to say that there aren’t good things to appreciate about Bakemono as well. The practical effects deserve another mention as more filmmakers should be putting in the work to utilize visuals that will hold better over time and not immediately take the CGI route where things are guaranteed to look like washed-out, cartoony shit. There are some delightfully brutal kills on display here and some genuinely shocking and disturbing moments like when a girl gets disemboweled, raped, and strangled with her own intestines. While the effects don’t always land it’s nice to see a film leaning into the gore as much as the special effects capabilities will allow.

There is some great work being done here visually especially for a micro-budget film and little things like the way the demon’s tentacles whip around look absolutely top notch. I also appreciate subtle nods to visual effects classics like The Thing and Possession. This is why it’s especially unfortunate to see the overall product derailed by a vague, murky plot that feels like an afterthought and no real narrative through-line to drive the story forward. It’s more of a collection of scenes than a cohesive film and when you don’t anchor your story with solid characters or a compelling plot, any of the action that occurs feels hollow and unimportant. There’s no question that there’s a lot of passion on display here but I wish there had been an equal amount of forethought and pre-production so the overall film could rise to the level of its ambition.

Availability: Upcoming Release

The film is releasing in North America for the first time on 9/22/26 through Unearthed Films.

The Profane Exhibit (2013)

At long last the wait is nearly over! The Profane Exhibit, an anthology collection of Extreme Cinema shorts by 10 of the most boundary-pushing directors is finally making its home media debut via Unearthed Films after notoriously languishing in post-production for eleven years after its initial festival premiere in 2013. I couldn’t confirm the specifics about the cause of the extended release delay but situations like this tend to come down to unglamorous explanations involving rights issues and personality conflicts. While many fans of underground horror have been eagerly anticipating its release, the unusually long waiting period was the cause of much restless grumbling online and even speculation that the film itself was nothing more than a myth. So naturally, the first question on everyone’s mind is going to be “was it worth the wait?” Well, let’s discuss.

Each of the 10 segments is a standalone piece by a different director and are completely unrelated with only some strange footage of meat processing acting as the connective tissue, if you will. The films vary in content and quality as is always the case to some degree in anthologies with the overarching connection seemingly being “just make something super fucked up”. That’s certainly a sentiment I can get on board with as well as a collection that features heavy hitters of underground cinema on both sides of the camera…..and Uwe Boll. Ruggero Deodato (Cannibal Holocaust), Yoshihiro Nishimura (Tokyo Gore Police), Marian Dora (Melancholie der Engel) and many others all contribute segments for an unprecedented collection of international talent. On the other side of the lens, some notable highlights include legendary character actor Clint Howard (Ice Cream Man, Arrested Development) taking an exceptionally dark turn in Boll’s segment Basement, and Eihi Shiina (Audition, Tokyo Gore Police, Helldriver) crushing it in Nishimura’s Hell Chef segment like the absolute fucking legend that she is.

One of the key factors of an anthology is how you structure the segments. Ideally, the first one out of the gate should grab hold of you and set the tone of things to come until the film culminates in a showstopping finale. Unfortunately, this is where The Profane Exhibit is guilty of a major misstep by opening the collection with the tepid and underwhelming Mother May I by Anthony DiBlasi. The short tells the story of a sinister nun who deals out draconian punishments to the young women in her charge and while it is a perfectly serviceable horror short with some inspired creature effects, it feels out of place in a collection that is supposed to be centered around the concept of boundary-pushing extremity. This anthology would have been much better served by opening with almost any other segment from the collection and Hell Chef, Tophet Quorom or Manna would have all been exceptionally good ways to kick things off.

The weirdest outlier of the whole anthology is unquestionably Deodato’s segment, The Bridge. For many horror fans, Cannibal Holocaust acts as an entry point into world of darker and more obscure Extreme Cinema and even numerous genre fans who can’t stomach it are at least aware of what it is making Deodato probably the most recognizable name in the whole collection. Given the pedigree of his most notable work, it is utterly baffling how tame and innocuous his entry was. Sure, the idea is dark but this short blip of a film barely registers as horror and definitely not as something that should be in an Extreme Cinema collection. Rest in Power to a legend though.

Now I want to focus on some of the things this collection does right, because there are a lot of them. Dora delivers a tour de force with his brilliantly directed and utterly bleak (naturally) entry Mors in Tabula about a doctor called to a rural town to aid a severely ill child in World War II era Germany. Hell Chef is a very fun and brutal entry that delivers a pitch-perfect slice of Japanese Splatter Gore and while there may not have been a lot of substance to Manna, I thoroughly enjoyed it for the unrelenting visual feast of sex and violence that it was.Basement and Goodwife are both solid entries in the “human monsters hiding in plain sight in suburban America” subgenre and Tophet Quorom is an excellent segment about an evil cult that brings a well-realized story to life along with some ferocious violence. I like how the aptly titled micro-segment Amouche Bouche ties into the “meat” segments that are intercut between entries throughout. The real stand-out in this collection though is Nacho Vigalondo’s Sins of the Father. This one starts with such a strange and jarring premise that unfolds and reveals itself in unexpected ways to unveil the immensely dark and unpredictable narrative. The truly unique quality of the story coupled with the expertly crafted production make this one a haunting and mesmerizing experience that will stay will you far longer than some of the more overtly violent entries here.

I’ve seen some pretty mixed chatter about this film lately and part of that may be due to its legendarily long wait time before release building expectations to an unmatchable degree. Is it everything it could be and everything we could want in an Extreme Cinema collection that pushes the boundaries farther than any others dare to go? No, it has its missteps but there is far and away (Clint Howard reference, couldn’t help myself) much more good than not. While it’s not perfect, The Profane Exhibit is a daring and provocative collection of art that fans of twisted, underground cinema won’t want to miss. So yeah, it was worth the wait.

Availability: Upcoming Release

The film will be released through Unearthed Films on September 24th, 2024 and can be preordered here.