Joe Bob Briggs dubbed it 'the most disgusting movie in the history of movies. Automatic four stars.' Well, he's right about 'disgusting.'This hysterically gross but mostly one-note splatterthon has been called the gorehound's answer to The Purple Rose of Cairo: The audience at a cheap horror film about people possessed by rabid demons is trapped in the theater and attacked by ... people possessed by rabid demons.
Obviously Demons' paranoid conceit worked better in moviehouses; video provides a safe distance, though the sequel was about the same cheap horror film playing on TV and provoking attacks by (say it with me) people possessed by rabid demons. There's some novelty in a movie so determined to gross us out it doesn't know when to quit, but this film (which makes chilly use of Berlin locations) numbs us out after a while; it's repetitive and borderline pretentious, without the over-the-top looniness that distinguishes the better Italian splatter.The movie does have a fine pedigree: Director Lamberto Bava is the son of Mario Bava, the acknowledged master of Italo-horror until he died and passed the mantle to Dario Argento, who serves here as cowriter and producer. Given all that, you might expect more than 'Demons' delivers.