THE DEVIL LIVES HERE aka O DIABO MORA AQUI aka THE FOSTERING. (2015) DIRECTED BY RODRIGO GASPARINI AND DANTE VESCIO.
STARRING DIEGO GOULLART, MARIANA CORTINES, PEDRO CARVALHO, CLARA VERDIER, PEDRO CAETANO, FELIPE FRAZAO, SIDNEY SANTIAGO AND IVO MULLER.
REVIEW BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©
Everyone who knows me well knows that this is my favourite type of horror film. Horny teens with shit-for-brains, isolated house in the middle of nowhere, maybe a few spooky trees thrown in for good measure. Teens slaughtered one by one by the ghost/serial killer/zombies/unidentified assailants, etc. This excellent Brazilian horror flick fits my particular bill nicely, thank you very much.
Three attractive young Brazilian people, namely Jorge, his psychic but mentally unsettled girlfriend Alexandra and his sexually precocious cousin Maria Augusta, who needs nothing so much as a good spanking to teach her to behave like a goddamned lady, decide to pay a visit to their hipster mate Apolo in his farmhouse in the middle of God-knows-where.
It's probably not a good time to be paying house calls as Apolo, on this very night as luck would have it, is planning a sort of anti-Satanic ritual down in the basement of his gaff. He's got to 're-kill' the long-dead baby of the Honey Baron who once owned the house and ruled the grounds and the slaves who worked on it, in order that the Honey Baron stays in his grave like a good little boy and doesn't bother anyone by rising from the dead and running amok, or something like that, anyway.
The Honey Baron is so named, by the way, not because he's some sort of silky-smooth, sexy-talking Barry White in the bedroom, but because he used to own, like, a million beehives to which he was very attached in life.
I giggled every time his name was mentioned because it kept reminding me of the big cuddly Honey Monster on the side of the cereal box that housed those divine sugary puffy thingies I used to scoff down like a demon in my childhood.
On the rare occasions that we were allowed cereal, that is. Most mornings, it was a choice between my dad's lumpy porridge or nothing...! Needless to say, I wouldn't touch porridge now if it was the last breakfast dish on earth, haha. Some childhood traumas just stay with you forever...
Anyway, the scrawny, moustachioed Apolo is not the only lunatic hoping to keep the Honey Baron (snigger) in his grave on this anniversary night. A couple of local lads, Luciano and his older brother Sebastiao, turn up at the farmhouse with their Dad, who's looking a bit the worse for wear on account of he's just been raised from the dead, see?
Oh, just about anything can happen in this neck of the woods, don't you know? These three lads have a grudge against the Honey Baron (snigger) too and they see themselves as responsible for keeping him in his tomb.
But if the Honey Baron (snigger) is hell-bent on rising from the dead and causing havoc among the living, it'll take more than a scrawny, moustachioed Brazilian hipster and a couple of hangers-on, one of 'em recently deceased as well, to stop him.
And if the Earthlings turn against each other into the bargain, where's it all going to end? The stage is set for some nasty supernatural shenanigans and maybe even murder most foul...
The film is confusing at times but it's great fun, fast-moving and exciting and it definitely deserves its place in the canon of horny-teens-run-afoul-of-a-supernatural-monster-type movies.
I was deeply attracted to Jorge because he reminded me of a sexy French guitarist with whom I had a fling one steaming hot summer a couple of years ago. Jorge also looks a lot like French television presenter Antoine De Caunes, who used to present EUROTRASH with flamboyant extrovert fashion designer Jean Paul Gaultier back in the 'Noughties. I used to love that programme. You were also guaranteed a flash of tits or firm male butts or a nice little mock-spanking scene, haha.
Magu (Maria Augusta) was fun but she sure screams and cries a lot. It didn't take much for the sexually-precocious young madam to turn into a gibbering wreck of blubbery jelly once the supernatural shit started going down, haha. Little Miss Been-There-And-Done-That my arse, haha.
Magu (Maria Augusta) was fun but she sure screams and cries a lot. It didn't take much for the sexually-precocious young madam to turn into a gibbering wreck of blubbery jelly once the supernatural shit started going down, haha. Little Miss Been-There-And-Done-That my arse, haha.
Naturally, I wouldn't leave you without some good news to ponder thoughtfully during these
long dreary January nights. The good news is that this terrifically enjoyable fright-flick is out now for your edification and here are the details:
The Devil Lives Here is now available on the following VOD sites:
The Devil Lives Here is now available on DVD at many sites including:
Don't say that I don't make things pitifully easy for ye, haha. I've done everything for ye here but click the links myself, goshdarnit! Any-hoo, enjoy the film. There are bees in it, and if you've ever wondered how to drown a hipster awkwardly and slowly in a bath tub using a plain ordinary kitchen chair and a length of rope, THE DEVIL LIVES HERE has some great tips. They should probably charge extra for that...!
AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY OF SANDRA HARRIS.
Sandra Harris is a Dublin-based novelist, film blogger and movie reviewer. She has studied Creative Writing and Film-Making. She has published a number of e-books on the following topics: horror film reviews, multi-genre film reviews, womens' fiction, erotic fiction, erotic horror fiction and erotic poetry. Several new books are currently in the pipeline. You can browse or buy any of Sandra's books by following the link below straight to her Amazon Author Page:
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