Delirium
A Vietnam veteran, a vigilante group and a plot that gives up. Not the Lamberto Bava one.
486 entries, from the 1931 Universal cycle to last year. Curated, not exhaustive: a short shelf of things worth knowing about beats a long one nobody can navigate.
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A Vietnam veteran, a vigilante group and a plot that gives up. Not the Lamberto Bava one.
Andy Milligan shooting in Staten Island with a hand-held Auricon. An acquired taste nobody acquires.
Shot in Utah for 100,000 dollars with a score that never stops. Beloved by a small and stubborn group.
A Canadian courtroom drama about a real murder. Its presence on the list is inexplicable.
Bigfoot tears a man's genitals off. That is the scene, that is the film, that is why it was prosecuted.
Cursed cave dwellers from 12,000 BC eating people in modern Los Angeles. Incoherent throughout.
The only British film on the DPP list. A novelist, a typist and Fiona Richmond in a farmhouse.
A home invasion built entirely on racial abuse. Genuinely hard to watch and not for craft reasons.
Every line is dubbed, including scenes with nobody talking. Almost hypnotically incompetent.
An Aztec-obsessed killer in New Orleans. A Blood Feast remake in all but name, and slower.
Roughly 40 percent flashback to the first film. A sequel assembled rather than made.
A painter's nightmares kill people on an off-season island. Genuinely atmospheric and badly underrated.
Millie Perkins is extraordinary in it. A sad film about incest and memory, banned as a gore film.
Three women, a mansion, rain, and a twist. Shot in Oregon and stranger than its reputation.
Franco women-in-prison, made fast and cheap. On the list for the category rather than the content.
68 minutes, shot in nine days, and oddly melancholy for something on a banned list.
Marijuana growers, a herbicide and some very slow zombies. On the list by accident of title.
A motorcycle killer in Boston with a kukri. Rachel Ward's debut and a real giallo influence.
An asylum where you cannot tell staff from patients. Shot in twelve days in Texas and quite effective.
Clint Howard, a military academy, a computer and a lot of pigs. Better than it has any right to be.
A women-in-prison film with a brainwashing subplot. Linda Haynes deserved better material.
Mastorakis watched Texas Chain Saw, counted the perversions and wrote a list. It shows.
A deaf teacher, a disfigured twin and a rottweiler. Shot in Savannah and better made than most of the list.
Michael Ironside stalking a hospital. A real cast, a real budget, and no business being on the list.
Cannibals who look like they were recruited outside the catering truck. Almost impressively bad.
The film that started the nazisploitation cycle. Lee Frost, a backlot, and no defence available.
A dorm over Christmas break and a plot that runs out. Notable mainly for an early Daphne Zuniga.
Notorious in Britain almost entirely for its poster. The film is inert.
Paul Naschy in the Himalayas. On the list almost certainly because somebody read the title and stopped.
Franco at his most indifferent. Ninety minutes of jungle and a monster with bulging eyes.
A man with a flamethrower and a steel room. The mother is the point and the film knows it.
The distributor went to prison over this one. The only DPP case that put a man behind bars.
A luchadora, a heart transplant from a gorilla, and real open-heart surgery footage spliced in.
Vietnam veterans come home with a bite that spreads. A better idea than the film delivers.
The first Italian cannibal film. A Man Called Horse relocated to Thailand with mondo bolted on.
Susan Tyrrell as the aunt, giving a performance far too committed for the film around it.