Desecration

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Summary: dumb
Review: This movie made no sense. After an hour of trying to stay awake I found that I could not understand the characters or the bad acting. Stupid ending and everyone who has watched this movie (to include myself) has lost 88 minutes of thier lives which they will never be able to make up (but thats only if you didn't watch the special features). Do not waste the money. END

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Summary: Why can't I rate it 0 stars?
Review: Usually I enjoy the first attempt of an artist more than their later works. I think the Pixies first album is the best, along with Led Zepplin and Black Sabbath. Evil Dead by Sam Raimi, Paths of Glory, by Kubrik, The Duel by Spielberg and THX-1138 by Lucas all have more integrity and heart than most of their later films. I am not trying to start a discussion on the merits of these films and albums as much as I hope to explain why I watched Desecration after having already seen Dante's other steaming pile, Horror. I was at a party at a director friends house and someone had brought the flick out to make fun of. Well, suffice to say, we are all better at our trade having seen what not to do, ie. SMOKE CRACK. I can only assume that the entire crew are complete baseheads with rich parents. Why? Why? Why? Why even bother making this movie when you could just spend the money on crack and show the "investors" some other movie with fake credits, they probably wouldn't know the difference. I hope, when Dante was finished with this picture, he wiped.

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Summary: Desecration- deeply creepy
Review: What I love about Desecration is that it makes you think hard about what is going to happen next. It keeps you on your toes, and it is bacically left up to you to decide what is happening. I have watched this film many times and each time I am even more impressed than the last. For a first-time filmmaker,Dante Tomaselli is destened to become a mondern day Steven Spielberg, who I consider to be one of the most brilliant filmmakers of all time! GO DANTE!!

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Summary: You won't believe how truly bad this film is.
Review: When I heard reviewers compare this flick to the work of Dario Argento, I ran right out and rented it - big mistake! The SFX are laughable (a model plane dive bombs into a nun's face in one of the cheapest scene's ever filmed), the dialog is unintentionally hilarious("The Father says you're flunking out" "But I get all A's" "Eh, bears me.") and the acting would've been better if it had been performed by sock-puppets. We're talking "just this side of High School Film Class" stuff here, folks. Save your cash & buy a copy of Susperior. Oh, and keep an eye out for the director, Dante Tomaselli. He may be serving you your next Big Mac.

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Summary: Finally, Psych-Out Horror Returns!
Review: Wow! This nifty flick has some memorable scenes, fun sfx, and a killer score. If DESECRATION is Dante's first film, fans of this one can't wait 'til the next! At last, a new director continuing the tradition of great Italian horror cinema. Bravo, Dante!

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Summary: Nascent filmmaking talent on display
Review: Yes, the script is bad. Yes, the acting is bad. But the naysayers be damned, Desecration boasts some inspired scenes of dreamlike horror. If you can't see that director Dante Tomaselli is a talented visual stylist, then you can't see, period. And he'll get better as he gets a grip on screenwriting and gathers larger budgets and actors worthy of his budding talent. This film is often compared to the work of Italian horror masters Dario Argento and Mario Bava, and I can see why in terms of Tomaselli's use of color. But if Desecration reminds me of anything in particular it's David Lynch's Fire Walk With Me. Both films take you into the halucinatory netherworld of a troubled protagonist and offer up one bizarre, unexpected scene after another. I recommend this film to fans of offbeat low-budget films that can look past the obvious flaws and see the real feeling for cinema underneath. If he can get it together, Tomaselli is destined for greatness, mark my words.