Written by Carlo Rodriguez & Angela Tropea
Directed by Carlo Rodriguez
starring: Angela Tropea, George Russell, and Anna Elisabeth Taylor
Terror lurks in the dreams of a young woman who discovers that she is connected to the supernatural world through her psychic nightmares. Once she realizes that her dreams are not just her imagination gone wild but represent a real threat, she vows to fight the supernatural force terrorizing her.
Before you commit to watching this movie, please review the following checklist.
- Are plots an afterthought to you?
- Does 90 minutes of unnecessary nudity alone sell you on a horror flick?
- Are you cool with it if nothing makes sense of any kind?
- Have you just feden yourself acid?
- Have you ever wanted to see an old man mix his urine with blood?
If you answered yes to any of these questions you might be in luck. If you require the smallest amount of skill or presentation in a horror film – you might want to pass on this. Naked Horror is a clunky, ham-fisted yarn about a naked blonde who can’t distinguish reality from her dreams and vice versa. Her website, “Naked Horror” provides a live webcam for her to share her experiences with other people potentially suffering from the same affliction…whatever that is. If you enjoy dialogue versus nonsensical quick edits of surreal black and white imagery, you will most likely have major problems with this movie. The only compliment I can give relates to a near-suicide scene. Our busty protagonist sits in her bathtub with a razor blade pressed against her wrist. Eerie voices swirl around her, begging her to cut deep. The shaky hand clasping a rosary was uncomfortable to put it mildly. So, nicely done, Rodriguez, one cool scene with the confines of 90 minutes is something to be proud of.
This movie is below bottom rung. If you have 90 minutes to spare, please use it wisely. Watch paint dry, visit Mitt Romney’s website, listen to some Nickelback, or see how many pennies you can swallow. I don’t have a rating system to properly place Naked Horror. FYI, “Art House Edition” = more nudity and less coherency.