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Italian horror movies invariably seem to have a special look, sound, and feeling of baroque creepiness that make them successful. I’m not so sure that Kiss Me, Kill Me (aka Baba Yaga, aka The Devil Witch aka Black Magic) is really that great of a movie, but its dark atmosphere makes it satisfyingly effective. Based to some degree on a dark comic strip, the movie’s noticeably surreal quality is greatly enhanced by a haunting musical score as well as the use of grainy black and white pictures of events unfolding at certain critical times. Isabelle De Funes plays Valentina Rosselli, a photographer living in Milan. On her way home one night, she encounters a very strange lady who calls herself Baba Yaga (played by Carroll Baker). This stranger tells Valentina their meeting was predestined, and she quickly insinuates herself into the life of our protagonist. Baba Yaga, we quickly learn, is some type of witch, and she certainly looks the part in costume as well as appearance; her pasty complexion and almost-white eyebrows standing out in contrast to her red lipstick-coated mouth does make quite an impression. Valentina tries to go about her work, which involves photographing semi-nude women, but Baba Yaga gradually puts her under her spell. She has strange dreams; quite unusual things begin to happen when she takes pictures with a camera that Baba Yaga has fondled; a strange doll Baba Yaga gives her begins to seem like something more than a normal doll. The tension and suspense is carried along quite nicely throughout, but the conclusion falls a little short of making this film an unqualified success.
This is a movie best suited for adults because it does contain a fair bit of nudity, but the sex, violence, and gore is actually rather limited. Gory and erotic are not words I would use to characterize this film at all. In fact, there is essentially no blood to speak of, and the one scene of violence is not as extreme as it might first appear. Kiss Me, Kill Me generates its horror from the atmosphere it creates, and in this endeavor it is largely successful. In one very nice scene, Valentina watches an old silent movie about a golem, but the golem connection to the doll Valentina is given may be lost on some viewers lacking a foundation in old-fashioned horror. Still, though, the doll in and of itself is creepy enough to be effective. If you don’t have an interest in horror at all, there is a good chance you won’t enjoy Kiss Me, Kill Me. For horror aficionados, the movie stands ready to help meet your daily requirement of creepiness, but your rations of blood and gore must be obtained elsewhere.
Rating: 4 / 5
Italian horror movies invariably seem to have a special look, sound, and feeling of baroque creepiness that make them successful. I’m not so sure that Kiss Me, Kill Me (aka Baba Yaga, aka The Devil Witch aka Black Magic) is really that great of a movie, but its dark atmosphere makes it satisfyingly effective. Based to some degree on a dark comic strip, the movie’s noticeably surreal quality is greatly enhanced by a haunting musical score as well as the use of grainy black and white pictures of events unfolding at certain critical times. Isabelle De Funes plays Valentina Rosselli, a photographer living in Milan. On her way home one night, she encounters a very strange lady who calls herself Baba Yaga (played by Carroll Baker). This stranger tells Valentina their meeting was predestined, and she quickly insinuates herself into the life of our protagonist. Baba Yaga, we quickly learn, is some type of witch, and she certainly looks the part in costume as well as appearance; her pasty complexion and almost-white eyebrows standing out in contrast to her red lipstick-coated mouth does make quite an impression. Valentina tries to go about her work, which involves photographing semi-nude women, but Baba Yaga gradually puts her under her spell. She has strange dreams; quite unusual things begin to happen when she takes pictures with a camera that Baba Yaga has fondled; a strange doll Baba Yaga gives her begins to seem like something more than a normal doll. The tension and suspense is carried along quite nicely throughout, but the conclusion falls a little short of making this film an unqualified success.
This is a movie best suited for adults because it does contain a fair bit of nudity, but the sex, violence, and gore is actually rather limited. Gory and erotic are not words I would use to characterize this film at all. In fact, there is essentially no blood to speak of, and the one scene of violence is not as extreme as it might first appear. Kiss Me, Kill Me generates its horror from the atmosphere it creates, and in this endeavor it is largely successful. In one very nice scene, Valentina watches an old silent movie about a golem, but the golem connection to the doll Valentina is given may be lost on some viewers lacking a foundation in old-fashioned horror. Still, though, the doll in and of itself is creepy enough to be effective. If you don’t have an interest in horror at all, there is a good chance you won’t enjoy Kiss Me, Kill Me. For horror aficionados, the movie stands ready to help meet your daily requirement of creepiness, but your rations of blood and gore must be obtained elsewhere.
Rating: 4 / 5
Baba Yaga is an interesting film, its about a young female photographer who has a chance encounter with a srange woman who is actually a witch, from there a series of strange events take place such as the death of a handful of people and unexpainable events all leading up to the confrontation with Baba Yaga, the film has horror elements in it but is more about sexual exploration and the world of fantasy with just a hint of social commentary thrown in for good measure. The film is very hard to explain but easy enough to understand and enjoy, if you like Italian cult films of the 70’s this one is well worth getting, as usual Shameless Entertainment have brought us a great version of the film and all scenes cut from previous editions are now restored, add to that brand new special features and you’ve got a disc worth buying even if you already owned the movie.
Rating: 5 / 5
I am sorry, but I really wish I had not bought this movie. It just does nothing for me and I am a great fan of Italian cinema – it is dire and lacks any real suspense. The nudity is sparce so don’t buy this movie if that’s what you are looking for. So much is unfathomable and the plot (should be simple) but it really remains unresolved in my opinion. The chopped parts that have been reinstated add nothing to this movie. Pity as I was really looking forward to watching it, better to have filmed the pages of the cartoon, that has a certain arty flair that the movie does not.
Rating: 2 / 5
“Made with a certain taste and scenic photography, the film has other merits. Along the lines of sulfur and erotic comics of Guido Crepax, perhaps with parodic intent, efforts are made to believe in preternatural phenomena that are the delight of the bored, the result is a product of bad taste for the genre, abnormal situations, the unnecessary exhibition nude, annoyingly vacuous and pretentious dialogue ensures nothing but a hapless spectator uneducated waste of time trends of Baba Yaga lesbians are pretty watered down but quite explicit, however, while Baker, who in this film has only forty-two years but demonstrates a dozen more, not even a little tickling the spectator ‘.
Apart from some pseudo-lesbian scene wink along with the dolls Annette (lovers of Galleani absolutely can not miss out wearing bdsm invisible – and runs well kiss De Funes!), Throughout the film tries to seduce Valentina: the magic, coaxing, insinuating itself even in his dreams, his visions (in one of those kisses it is not clear where), but could not take it, even when the strips before (but this scene has made the complaint destruction and there are not more tracks – we’re sure it’s an injury?)!
At this point, Valentina, before declaring that she will never sleep with a lesbian like her old (!), Then, accordingly, is subject to its morbidity in a scene from the anthology in which trash is left meekly shackled hands and feet, is is tearing her clothes, then he gets whipped by Annette – there is all the imaginary male “porn-soft cartoony ’70s. Mah ?!…
Rating: 5 / 5