Where The Dead Go to Die, 2012 - ★★½

Where The Dead Go to Die, 2012 - ★★½

..::Selection for Hoop-tober 2.o Horror Fest::..
An Hieronymus Bosch vision of hell regurgitated and vomited into machinima. Take nothing in this review as a recommendation, a part of me died while viewing this. Trust me, even though (thank god) its crudely animated, this is (hopefully) as extreme as it gets. You've seriously reached the pits of the gutter and the human experience if you are here. Themes include physical and sexual child abuse, beastiality, demonology and matricide. If it was a live action you would be arrested for owning it, and likely want to kill yourself for living in a world it existed. Its truly that aberrant, many films gleefully break taboos 'Where The Dead Go to Die' creates new ones to break.

Written, directed and animated by Brooklyn born Jimmy ScreamerClauz, if ever anyone needed to work under an alias its this guy. Unless it was some deep cathartic release from a personal trauma, he needs psychological help. It was made over the course of 3 years, about the only thing ScreamerClauz didn't do himself was the voice acting. Its a 95 minute animation that looks like a mid 90's underground videogame cutscene with extremist hentai sensibilities. Its a trippy anthology fantasy-horror tale split into 3 segments - Act I Tainted Milk, Act II Liquid Memories and Act III The Masks That the Monsters Wear. Each story is set in the same bleak neighborhood, and based around a protagonist losing innocence and sinning while under the guidance of a sinister talking black dog and creepily speaking well. Similar in principal to 'Clive Barkers Books of Blood', each tale is dark, lurid and shows a disgust for humanity you rarely witness outside death metal. It did nothing for me, and the world isn't better for it being made... you're on your own, choosing to this see this sick puppy.

Originally taken from Letterboxd

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