Yes, you know why we are all here. And why I’m doing this. Turns out we require a functioning government in order to keep the public safe from potential disaster. And since we currently don’t have one of those, the days ahead will be rife with long-neglected viewings covering a broad spectrum of backed up material.

Some great, others bizarre beyond belief.

Welcome to the Quarantine..

And so we make our second entry by further delving into the deepest, darkest recesses of the fabled Amazon Prime library, with the debut feature by Lamberto Bava. Son of legendary italian filmmaker, Mario Bava, his name had particular presence to younger me by way of his associations with Dario Argento. 1985’s Demons, being a particularly strong personal influence upon my interest in foreign horror. Looking back, his credits go further back toward his work with fellow helmer, Ruggero Deodato and others. But his real hat toss was his strange southern fried nightmare machine, MACABRE which had long eluded me despite having a reputation as “the head in the refrigerator” movie.

Wait, what?

Yes, set in New Orleans MACABRE tells the tale of a well-to-do wife and mother of two, after experiencing what could possibly be the most horrific day of one’s life, (Seriously, if there was ever an argument against spousal infidelity, this is it) is forced to rebuild what remains of it by moving into her once lovenest, only to exhibit increasingly unsettling behavior one year after double tragedy. Most notably the nightly moaning heard by the blind son of her building’s recently deceased landlady. Is our central character sneaking in a new lover every night? Or is something far more sinister at play? And what of her estranged daughter, and husband who wants nothing to do with her? Considering the film’s reputation, a lot of gas is leaked out once you know the secret. But it is a hoot to see just how far Bava and cast go to take this scenario to its absolute worst case scenario.

Now, please pardon the secrecy as so much of this film requires a cold viewing to fully digest its often sluggish 90 minutes. But what I can add here is that the film as a whole seems to imply that a certain apple doesn’t fall terribly far from the tree, and that the story as a whole is played like a ticking timebomb to a nasty reveal complete with one of the more outrageous punchline scares ever attempted. It is sincerely daffy on every front, the finale to this one.

Better still? The role of Jane Baker, is played by THE MOM FROM XTRO, Bernice Stegers! (No, seriously. I had no idea this was the case upon starting it.) Making her the early 1980s queen of crazy horror. I’d definitely suggest a Bernice Stegers double feature for the truly daring. And while MACABRE, isn’t half the committed mad that is XTRO, i’d still consider it for a group screening if only for the chuckles and conversations that would follow.

Still can’t get that final gag out of my head.

it’s like my child self came up with it, and somehow noone on set stopped me.