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Blood and Black Lace (1964). Colorful would be an understatement. This incredible horror entry from master Mario Bava serves a foundation a foundation for horror flicks to come. Among other things, it introduces the concept of the body count. But his use of color is what is most fascinating, for the screen is literally dripping in color. The camera work is also wonderful, playfully drawing the viewer in. The scenes are composed as if each were a work of art, and "the black bag" scene was simply alluring. The acting is at times laughable, but none of this matters as this wonderful movie is drenched in style; acting is a secondary concern. An absolute treat this one was. Ashe.
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