“SHOCKS THAT CHALLENGE THE IMAGINATION!!!”
“THE MOST SPINE-CHILLING CRY THAT EVER FROZE THE BLOOD!…”
”Out of a time-rotted tomb crawls an unspeakable horror!”
I remember telling a friend sometime back in the ‘90s that I had watched I Bury the Living (1958).
“That’s a good one,” he said.
”Yes, it is,” I agreed.
That simple exchange really sums up this movie well. My friend and I are both fans of “bad movies”, as we sometimes call them. And the really bad ones can sometimes be some of our favourites. But every once in while, while scouring the bargain bins for obscure B-movie delights, we stumble upon a movie that transcends the “bad movie” moniker and proves itself to be actually deserving of praise. I Bury the Living is one such movie. Continue reading