Erotic Nights of the Living Dead
From The Deuce
Also Known As
- Sexy Nights of the Living Dead (Japan) (English title) | (USA)
- Demonia (Canada) (video title) (French title)
- Notti erotiche dei morti viventi, Le (Italy)
- In der Gewalt der Zombies (West Germany)
- Nite of the Zombies (USA) (promotional title)
- Noches eróticas de los muertos vivientes, Las (Spain)
- Notte degli zombies, La (Italy)
- Notti erotiche, Le (Italy) (video box title)
- Nuit fantastique des morts-vivants, La (France)
- Queen of the Zombies (USA) (video title)
- Regina degli zombi, La (Italy) (working title)
- Released in 1980
- Running Time: 104 min | 112 min (uncut version) | Germany: 88 min
- Aspect Ratio: (1.66:1)
- Production Co: Stefano Film
Cast and Crew
- Directed by Joe D'Amato
- Written by George Eastman
- Starring Laura Gemser, George Eastman, Dirce Funari, Mark Shannon, and Lucia Ramirez
- Original Music by Marcello Giombini (as Pluto Kennedy)
- Cinematography by Joe D'Amato
- Film Editing by Ornella Micheli
In an effort to bridge the gap between the porn and horror industries (and make a quick buck), pioneering filmmaker Joe D'Amato created a flick that he hoped would attract the raincoat crowd and the gore-hound alike. Said feature (known on screen as Sexy Nights of the Living Dead) would be a melange of tantalizing sex and brutal zombie violence; a combination of such perversity and exploitativeness that it would send Grindhouse regulars sprinting to their local low-rent theater screaming in sheer delight.
Although details about the film's box-office take are few and far between, one can expect that there were more than a few curious cineastes lined up to view this prurient little genre-hopper. Sadly, most of them probably went home drowsy and disappointed. Erotic Nights of Living Dead is a real clunker, boasting listless and uninspired sex scenes, haphazard zombie sequences, uneven genre distribution (sex for the first hour and 15 minutes, horror for the last 40) and the obvious discomfort of lead cast member George Eastman, who (embarrassingly) leaves his jeans on for all of his erotic scenes.
The film's plot focuses on a sleazy developer who plans on creating a hot spot for wealthy jetsetters on an abandoned island somewhere in the Caribbean. Despite many warnings from locals and an exorbitant amount of hotel room nookie, the developer decides to scope out his remote paradise (dubbed Cat Island) and hires the macho and constantly shirtless Larry (author, star and never-nude George Eastman) to take him out to the island on his house boat.
Upon arrival, they find out that the land is actually inhabited by Laura Gemser and her grandfather, who are the last remnants of a village that has succumbed to disease. They try to force the visitors away, but the greedy developer refuses to cordially step aside... that is, until the dead residents of Cat Island reanimate and thirst for human blood.
On paper, Erotic Nights sounds like a lot of fun, but its poor execution really limits the possibilities. The sex scenes never arouse and D'Amato's pedestrian filmmaking makes the moments feel static and amateurish. In my opinion, the best erotic films are those that display fantasy scenarios in an artful manner and D'Amato is definitely capable of creating atmosphere in his films, he just seems to lose his grip while filming hardcore sex acts.
The horror segment of the feature also feels like a bit of an afterthought. The audience is tirelessly dragged through over an hour of lame sexual encounters before the plot even really begins, showing how limiting unsimulated sex can be if not handled carefully.
Thankfully, Marcello Giombini's wonderful score is capable of taking over during some of the dry spells. Amidst the sex scenes, his funky numbers are playful and sultry even if the acts on screen are a bit flaccid and his throbbing tribal drumbeats and creepy funereal organ make the zombies' rise from their graves truly startling. Most fans will realize that Pluto Kennedy is a pseudonym for someone of talent when they here that absolutely killer theme song.
Genre regular George Eastman is even quite likable in his role, despite the fact that his performance slumps during the erotic scenes. It's really surprising that the author of a porno movie would be so uncomfortable performing in his own film and I believe he would have made a much better "stud" than Mark Shannon.
The non-traditional look and dress of the zombies is also impressive. They seemed more like an army of the dead instead of your run-of-the-mill rotting corpses and were quite reminiscent of the Knights Templar from Tombs of the Blind Dead.
D'Amato also sprinkles in a few bloody moments, particularly an oral castration and some very brutal eye gouging. Yet, the film's most infamous moment is a major letdown. The much heralded "champagne scene" is not as explosive as expected. It is painfully obvious that the bottle has been uncorked offscreen and not by the female organ in question. Much thanks to my girlfriend for pointing out the lack of suds when the bottle was removed (not to mention still dating me after watching this film).
For those looking to get into the prolific D'Amato, Beyond The Darkness and Anthropophagus are solid entries in his catalog that may not have as much controversy surrounding them, but, unlike this film, are definitely more than curiosities.
Reviewed by Mdeapo 01:00, 15 May 2009 (UTC)