Set in an unspecified French village, the locals are shocked when a group of girls skinny dipping in the nearby lake (all very tastefully done I hasten to add) are killed by a group of zombiefied Nazi soldiers, that spring up out of the waters and drag them down to their demise.
A couple of detectives are brought in to try and solve the mysterious murders, only to end up as the zombies next victims. It turns out that during the war, the French resistance ambushed and killed a squad of German soldiers and dumped the bodies into the nearby lake, but failed to take notice of any of the local superstitions (never a wise move). Although, seeing as this film appears to be set in the early 80's, why it's taken so long for them to emerge and start killing people is a bit of a mystery, but there you go.
Not-with-standing, the villagers quickly organise a lynch mob to take down the zombie menace, only to end up being decimated by the undead soldiers, who's 'convincing' zombie make-up basically consists of green paint, which doesn't even cover the whole of the actors faces and keeps washing off in the lake.
There's also a bizarre sub plot about one of the zombies visiting his former daughter, who strangely still looks all of 12 despite the fact she should be in her 40's if she was born near the end of the war, but then since when did logic ever come into these films? Such as why do their uniforms still look almost new despite being underwater for 40 years, or how come the skinny dipping girls are only knee deep in the water when viewed from the lakeside, yet appear to be swimming in 12 feet of it from the underwater shots?
Bad acting, naff zombie make-up (the aforementioned green face paint), painfully obvious underwater shots filmed in a swimming pool, not to mention the plot inconsistencies bigger than the aforementioned lake itself. Low budget doesn't even begin to describe this film, which quite unbelievably was directed by respected Eurohorror director Jean Rollin, albeit under the pseudo name J A Laser.
That's not to say the film isn't without merit. I bust a gut laughing at the thoroughly ridiculous scenes of the zombies attacking the naked young girls, and the equally ridiculous slapstick battle with the angry villagers. Utterly hilarious, grab the six pack and the popcorn and have a blast!
不知道有多少在电影院大荧幕看的，或许窝在家配咖啡当背景音还算惬意，但是本人及女性朋友观影体验如坐针毡，入不了戏。
雪天一盆火，苦药一勺糖。有房、离异、文艺、颓唐，不爱出厅堂，挺会下厨房。男人共情的是我熬了半辈子鲫鱼汤也该老来one night stand，女人幻想的是我倔了几十年总会有半个肩膀一袋吃食。沪上当然是精致的摆盘，但每一个要素都戳在普通话审美霸权的肋眼上，你能怎么样呢？导演一等一聪明，端上一锅老少咸宜浓淡适中的汤。微信里来来回回差半步就是油腻，牺牲了老乌总算是有了妥当的圆场。中国每年应该有十部这样的作品，一不小心让它出头了，其实真不是故意的。
量太大太撑了，印度电影就这点让我有点水土不服
千万不要在律师法庭陈词的时候退出，非常值得五星
印度这几年的社会题材电影有点韩国电影的赶脚啊。
全程无尿点，虽然很早已经大概猜出了故事的脉络，但是依然会让观众充满期待下一个反转的优质电影。电影本身围绕“权利”探讨了很深刻的社会问题，让观众思考：什么是公平？社会是否有绝对公平？什么是真相？是谁带给了我们真相？我们该相信什么？我们又该相信谁？媒体是什么？他们代表谁？谁又可以代表弱势群体？ 电影想表达的内容太丰富了，所幸的是，通过了一个系列性有牵绊的故事，导演和全体工作者让观者感受到了他们想表达的，并且深思出电影外更丰富的东西。很热血沸腾的电影，就像其他观众说的，印度电影在批判现实方面，已经有了韩国电影那味儿了，不管现实究竟是不是黑的，但总还有人能够有公开的渠道去表达出阳光且正义的看法，是令人感动的。
赋予罪犯的人权是否赋予受害者？那罪犯又是否是真正的罪犯还是舆论造就的有罪者？以疯狂的公众情感推动执行的即时正义，使真相更加模糊。掌声到攻击，敬他到恨他，其实又有何差？谁曾真正过问探寻事实呢？虚伪的正义伸张，破灭的真相难还原。失去理智的信徒，是罪恶最大的帮凶。印度电影真勇啊，法庭上的质问和最爱的《辩护人》有的一拼。这是继《杰伊•比姆》之后的另一次震动。
看到一半还以为就是个继续的俗套故事，后半段开始反转。所有民众能看到的，都是各种博弈下故意引导的，底层会有流动，但头部玩家几乎不转移不涌入，只是限定人群的接力赛而已。想明白这个，很多事情自然就解释通了，金字塔的底层贡献劳动力和支持率，金字塔中间负责执行，塔尖的教皇们则坐享其成，求同存异。
公众的情绪那么容易被操纵吗？易如反掌。
很难想象一部包含了大量政治批判、甚至是种姓批判的电影在印度是如何过审的，后一小时四十分渐入佳境，法庭上的辩驳情节十分出色，但想叙述的元素太多了，其实前一个小时可以不要，或穿插在法庭辩驳中，后十分钟通过不断的切镜头短暂地交代了律师的经历，给人一头雾水的感觉
我们有改变电影的郭嘉，
要先把问题摆上台面，然后才有通过现代文明途径解决的可能性。
前面一小时用于铺陈的节奏稍慢，后期的反转还不错，全方位的揭露了社会问题（何止印度，呵呵）还是我们的审核制度好，看不到就是没有……
编导对日常的关注让生活气息满溢，纯沪语实为最大亮点，这些深深浅浅的故事发生在五湖口音交错的弄堂或中英文夹杂的咖啡厅里如此自然，这座城市既有欣赏费里尼的品位（开场海报就点题），也不乏烟火生息的俗世感，怀着心底遥梦的念想继续相信“神话”。
我觉得电影可以改名为:上海中年人的爱情故事，节奏把握的不好，人物也不够丰满，也无法共情，几处笑点设计的就像导演拿着痒痒挠挠你咯吱窝一样
里面要讲的故事都是好故事，但这部电影没有讲好这些故事。但还是感谢这部电影让我认识了印度，让我再次意识到政治的残忍和民众的无可奈何，民众只能被操纵不是吗，他们只能被给出的部分真相牵着鼻子走。以及，这部电影最后不还是落到了政治斗争上面吗？只有哪边获胜更让民众受益罢了。
算是好看，但好人坏人极端脸谱化，也是有点小儿科的。没有了舞，但还是不少歌，看来歌或舞，还是宝莱坞标配。
看到一半还以为就是个继续的俗套故事，后半段开始反转。所有民众能看到的，都是各种博弈下故意引导的，底层会有流动，但头部玩家几乎不转移不涌入，只是限定人群的接力赛而已。想明白这个，很多事情自然就解释通了，金字塔的底层贡献劳动力和支持率，金字塔中间负责执行，塔尖的教皇们则坐享其成，求同存异。
算是好看，但好人坏人极端脸谱化，也是有点小儿科的。没有了舞，但还是不少歌，看来歌或舞，还是宝莱坞标配。
对徐峥刮目相看(更多是导演的功劳)，终于演了一部严肃的电影，每个人物都很立体。私房菜变大锅饭，野猫吃剩饭，文化人讲话就是不一样。这给中年男人的耳光打得又响又灵。
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