8 - I can take or leave most of Jackson's latter output (the major exception to this being "The Two Towers"), but seeing him work his magic on something he loves and arguably does better than anyone else, as is the case with "Dead Alive", is an absolutely nauseating delight.
The first two thirds gloriously set up the last third at which point we get a carnival of blood and flesh from the bowels of the basement up to the final confrontation on the roof of the house. Ludicrously inventive - it just doesn't let up in its jokes or jaw-droppingly icky prosthetics. Funny that a film with so much corn syrup viscera should be so sweet tender-hearted. Goofy and wild and perfect. Lovelovelove.
Peter Jackson nunca debió de vender su alma al Señor de los Anillos. Este filme es un gran ejemplo de un cine excéntricamente gore. Su trama tan dócil y ridícula felizmente no es tan mala ni absurda como su "Bad taste", sin embargo sus personajes siguen siendo seres grotescos. La mutilación aquí es ingeniosa. Para cuando la historia comenzaba a aburrir, sus engendros tomaron una fiesta y crearon una genial secuencia.
Giddily silly and deliriously gruesome. Completely camp and cartoonish yet still occasionally legitimately nauseating. A gleeful dive into depravity and gore anchored by a naive, wholesome romance. Drags a bit, though. Probably because Jackson couldn't bring himself to leave anything he'd shot in the editing room and out of the movie. A trait he seems to still retain.