In MANSION OF THE LIVING DEAD, four topless waitresses go on a vacation at a beachside hotel that they booked through a Munich travel agent. Pairing off into couples, the women all engage in lesbian sex at night, and strut around the beach in the buff during the day, much to the delight of the hotel’s perverted handyman. As the place seems all but abandoned, sans for several employees, it takes these frolicking broads a while before they release something is seriously wrong. One by one, they are abducted, falling into the hands of a sect of mysterious, seemingly zombified monks who rape the ladies and sacrifice them after a blasphemous ceremony. —dvddrive-in.com
He was only 6 years old when he started composing music under the protection of his brother Enrique. After the Spanish Civil War, he was able to continue his studies at the Real Conservatorio de Madrid, where he finished piano and harmony. Being a Bachelor of Law and a easy-read novel writer (under the pseudonym David Khume), he signed on to enter the Instituto de Investigaciones y Experiencias Cinematográicas (IIEC), where he was only for two years, while he worked simultaneously as a director and theatre actor. Later, he went to Paris to study directing techniques at the I.D.H.E.C. (University of Sorbonne), where he used to go into seclusion during hours to watch films at the film archive. Back to Spain, he started his huge cinematographic work as a composer, with Cómicos (1954) and El hombre que viajaba despacito (1957), and later worked as an assistant director to Juan Antonio Bardem, León Klimovsky, Luis Saslavsky, Julio Bracho, Fernando Soler and Joaquín Luis Romero Marchent… read more
Zzzz. One of Franco's more retarded efforts, lots of dull drawn out scenes of ugly fat girls wandering around, saying stupid shit and awkwardly slobbering over each other. Still the pulpy "ghost rapist cult" story has its charm and some really beautifully eerie hallway shots, but for Franco completists only.