I don't think I've ever been as scared by a film as I was when I first saw this...
...cinematic nightmare, when I was younger.
I got my brother to watch this last night and he totally dug it. He never really knew anything about Mario Bava and when he saw my giant and heavy Tim Lucas book, "Mario Bava: All the Colors of the Dark" he wondered what all the fuss was about, why would someone like Lucas spend all those years writing about Mario Bava?
So I found my favorite short piece of Bava's work online to show my brother and my other friends why his work is so important to me. I tell everyone to wait until after sundown to watch this short film. It's even better at about 2AM when you've had a few hits of NyQuil.
It's short. It's in two parts. It say's part two, but it really is the start without the titles, credits and intro, so watch this:
Then watch this part 3 and end of the short film:
...and tell me if this isn't the single scariest film you've ever seen. It's dubbed in English, because it was Italian, but there's no gore or anything, just story, mood, sound effects, and lighting. Very theatrical, but I know you'll dig it and may even pull the blanket up close to your face, if not over your head. I think you'll like it!
When my brother emailed me today, he was so compelled by Mario Bava's work to write a poem and when you see, "The Drop of Water," just a small part of his film, "Black Sabbath," you'll understand:
Mirrors, candles
shadows, flies,
purple drapes
the deadened eyes
theft of jewelry
thus ensued
and the culprit
sure got screwed
