Carnival of Blood Reviews
Someone who has seriously twisted issues with women is murdering female patrons at New York's Coney Island. Could it be the fortune teller, who ominously stops her card readings and tells her customers to leave immediately? How about the proprietor of the dart game who has an odd obsession with stuffed teddy bears? What about his mentally retarded assistant who gets into verbal shouting matches with patrons? You won't care by the time the big reveal comes, which you'll be able to predict early on in Carnival of Blood.
Acting-wise, Carnival of Blood is the pits. The actor who plays the drunken, sailor boyfriend of the prostitute-looking woman is easily the worst attempt at playing a drunk (The supposed drunk in the even worse Criminally Insane comes very close to this dubious honor, though). I couldn't tell whether he was supposed to be drunk or mentally handicapped. The rest of the acting ranges from John Waters-esque camp (Gloria Spivak as the annoying fat woman and Earl Edgerton as the dart booth owner) to the uninspired (Martin Barolsky as the DA).
Keep in mind that when I say "John Waters-esque camp," I am in no way saying that any of these supposed actors are good enough to be compared with Waters's unforgettable Dreamlanders. If anything, Carnival of Blood's cast is an inferior version of Divine, Edith Massey, David Lochary, and the gang
The gore SFX are among the most laughable in movie history. One slightly disturbing scene of the DA discovering a teddy bear with human entrails inside its stomach almost manages to create genuine suspense. Otherwise, this is strictly red paint and meat market spare parts territory. One of the many lowlights is a bizarre credits sequence with a human head (which is clearly a department store mannequin head) being split open. There's nothing effective or well-executed here.
If there's one department on which Carnival of Blood fails miserably, it's the technical department. Boom mics appear so frequently in the bottom of the screen that they should have been credited in the cast. Abrupt jump cuts and post-production dubbing are also quite frequent. This lack of care becomes more evident when you find out that the director, Leonard Kirtman, made his name in directing hardcore porn flicks. What is it with soft-core/hard-core porn directors transitioning to horror films anyway?
Carnival of Blood is the kind of movie that was reserved for the very end of dusk-to-dawn drive-in shows back in the 1970s, when most of the audience were either asleep or had already left. It's not quite the worst movie ever made, but I can hardly recommend it to anyone unless you want to see vintage Coney Island footage, a pre-fame Burt Young, or are just having a hard time sleeping.
Burt Young (Sly Stallone's brother-in-law in the Rocky films) appearing here in his first screen role (spelled "roll" on the poster. He plays 'Gimpy'. You canā??t miss him);
The 'Drunken Sailor' (can YOU figure out if he is acting or not? I suspect he is a literally drunken sailor who has been press ganged into appearing);
The bicycle tyre inner tube 'entrails' (pulled from the victim under the pier - surely your intestines should be attached to something, shouldn't they?);
the music (oh god, the music)...
Yes. A 'must see movie'. So funny you will soil yourself, guaranteed. Although sadly that line does not appear on the packaging.
Yes. A 'must see movie' so sadly under rated.