A force of evil!
A family in rural Wisconsin is stalked by the spirit of a Japanese samurai warrior.
A family in rural Wisconsin is stalked by the spirit of a Japanese samurai warrior.
Bloodbeat, Sortilèges, Blood Beat - Pulsschlag des Schreckens
Watched it again cuz it’s Christmas time and it’s still just as batshit beautiful as ever. Love the snowy rural Wisconsin setting and that house is so cozy looking. Wood paneling all over the place but not that awful trailer park ugly kind. Love the mood. Love the random interludes of Eurohorror violence. Love the bananas finale with those faces everyone makes. Fighting evil spirits with the powers shooting out of your hands makes you look like someone shoved a dildo up your backside with absolutely no warning. Good times!
I’m not sure I ever realized this before, but did bad 80’s hair girl’s orgasms awaken samurai demon?? There’s only one answer I want to hear on this question.
Finally, some honest Wisconsin representation.
Imagine a rural Midwestern translation of Hausu but edited and scored like Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut. That is this bewildering, enthralling WTF oddity.
Rewatched this for an article I’m working on and damn it is just completely my type of bananas.
A samurai spirit demon in the middle of northeastern rural ‘murrica in the dead of winter with some European inspired kills and camerawork, horrible acting, animated special effects, and wonderful 80’s atmosphere. This movie is a f*cking TREASURE and Vinegar Syndrome has wisely treated it as just that.
Bananameter: 🍌 100% PURE 🍌
Borderline avant-garde. Plays by it's own rules. Doesn't give a shit.
It's amazing what a decent transfer can do for your perception of a movie you've only seen in terrible quality, when I watched Blood Beat 4 years ago [closer to 5], I complained about the incessant classical music that plays over a majority of the movie, but on this watch I found it complimentary, even beneficial to the slower portions, Vinegar Syndrome did this singular, visual spectacle of a Christmas experience proud.
The Vietnamese/French director, Fabrice A. Zaphiratos brought a Samurai ghost to rural Wisconsin and turned it into a slasher villain and we're not even really questioning why, while it's strange--it's also memorable, where it's maybe slightly confusing--it's also enchanting, listening to the beating pulse of psychic energy, watching the flashes of a supernatural glow, Blood Beat is a movie you won't soon forget.
One of the weirdest things I have ever seen.
a no-budget regional slasher shot in someone's backyard in wisconsin that by the time it reaches its credits is a full-blown experimental, surreal and doom-laden synth dreamscape involving samurai ghosts and telepathic battles. absolutely fucking insane lol
rapid onset migraine aura making already weird efforts at having sex in your college paramour's childhood home while their new agey but way uptight psychic mom you just met for the first time today which is xmas eve is in the next room over aggro-trancing post-hippie art fair art utterly impossible now has its own movie and has since at least the early 1980s! sure, i mean, why not???
ps: there is a lot of deer hunting in this movie a lot a lot of deer hunting like fall break levels of deer hunting and like, actual dead deers so if that is the kind of thing which freaks you out you are not going to be about this although…
An orgasmic howl reaching far beyond the spiritual void, grasping a dead soul and bringing it back to life under the hazy glow of a moon lit sky. The more she bellows and moans (and almost levitates, holy shit!), the more the redneck blood sprays in gratuitous fashion. This movie has a real rhythm, a pulse, a beat, it feels alive. The way the classical music is constantly at war with the dreary synth drone, the hauntingly isolated atmosphere lost deep in the woods of the Wisconsin back country, so alone, and the eerie nature of our POV samurai slayer mixed with the supernatural forces brewing in this little farmhouse. What a…
A cerebral and psychedelic nightmare filled with evil samurai possessions, a plethora of mind melting electricity and laser effects, a perfect isolated setting and an artistically abstract style that is the only one of its kind. This is obscure 80s horror at its finest.
This film washes over you like a trance, keeping your focus and drawing you in to all the surreal imagery and bizarre tones. The obnoxious classical music bombards your brain and the creepy old house and desolate countryside provide the perfect atmosphere.
A somewhat of a slow burn that does a great job of slowly building into an all out hallucinogenic mind melt. When this film picks up it evolves into a whirlwind of bright lightning…
Blood Beat: where high art meets lowbrow.
I read beforehand about the woman orgasming everytime the samurai warrior killed someone. Maybe it's because I have seen quite a few Jess Franco movies in the last couple of days, or I am just a lewd person in general (very likely,) but I expected more from those scenes; it was a bit too tame for my taste!
But I digress..
This was really just magnificent! It makes me wonder what kind of genius thinks up this kind of stuff (and make no mistake, this is definitely a work of genius.)
I actually thought the movie was competently made for such a no budget feature. Sure, the acting was amateurish but I didn't…
Blood Beat will crush your brain into lunch meat. A rare feat of a divine cinematic treat. A hypnotic fever dream that's much more than it may seem. Mind in a trance while your brain is set on prance. The soul is set free like initials carved in a tree. Endlessly for me. An everlasting drone distant in the background. Jarring electricity wihout a sound. The true essence of life is found. Dissonant and pure a force so profound. Submit today and drift away I have nothing left to say what are you waiting for? Let your brain soar!
I like some of the ideas on display here, but damn, this movie sucks.
I was the boom mic guy on this movie, but also a general production assistant, so they had me running back n forth from Craft Services for tuna salad sandwiches mid-scene. That explains the audio. Also, we chose a samurai in post. Originally shot with a shark in mind, but an EP was on a sushi kick and kept insisting it had to be a samurai. But hey, that's showbiz!
I don't know how to capture what I just watched other than through metaphor. It's a quiet, simmering family drama with artful shot composition - and it has to start that dull and slow because it shoots the premise through its own roof multiple times after that.
This slasher is written with a real aging hippie-mystic take, where the writer either sees dense connections they assume you're following, or the whole thing is associational (but genius nonetheless).
If I like won a contest or something to spend 2 hours with David Lynch, I would make him watch this movie and ask him his thoughts.
Well that was weird.
Man goes hunting and brings back a deer to the horror of his psychic artist girlfriend. She won't marry him. Her daughter and son and son's girlfriend come home fir Christmas. They go hunting but the girlfriend doesn't like hunting so she ruins the hunt with powers (turns out she's also psychic).
She's all sad and weird and discovers a samurai outfit in a trunk in her room. The mom psychically knows she found it and remembers a time when she was young and cut herself on that sword.
Anyway, the samurai outfit starts killing people. The mom tries to use her psychic abilities to kill the samurai but it kills her boyfriend then her. Then…
Well there’s must've been some magic in that old samurai set they found
For when she placed it on her bed it killed everyone in town
The opening is brutal and boring, the rest of the run time drops the boring part. I have absolutely no idea what this was about other than Wisconsin school system failing - dropping a nuclear bomb on samurai in dubya dubya two
Blood Beat is a perfect example of sticking it out through the trash cause baby end of this shit pile is some treasures. Wherever you thought this thing was going, you’re wrong.
Samurai ghost in Wisconsin is powered by horny. Psychics everywhere and one gets her back blown out by a ghost I think? A man is knocked out by a flying can of Tab soda. This is incoherent dog shit but the last ten minutes are amazing.
This was fuckin' nuts
This is... bonkers. Something approximating a mostly inept blend of Scanners, Hausu, and The Evil Dead?
Kudos for having the confidence to never explain the psychic powers, to instead just have the audience figure out part of the way through that, yes, the artist-mom is for-real psychic.
The mom’s paintings are legit great!
My favorite parts were the paintings and the squiggly neon. Also that daughter is totally a white nationalist.
Pretty silly nonsense.
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