D: Lucio Fulci (1980); with Christopher George, Catriona MacColl, Carlo de Mejo, Antonella Interlenghi. (92 minutes)

“I am Bob’s head. See Bob’s head punctured by a power drill. Go, drill, go. Poor Bob.” That enduring scene — one of many in this cornucopia of dross personages — makes this a perennial Fulci fave, bracketed as it is by the hanging death of an evil priest, the return of the dead from Hell, and an unlikely regurgitation that’ll put you off your food for a week or more. The Fulci Diet? Stranger things have happened.

This article appears in Carol Keeton Rylander.

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