Before watching 'City of the Living Dead' I had seen two Lucio Fulci films, which I gladly and not unreasonably gave seven points each. They are 'Flesh Eaters' and 'The Seventh Hell Gate'. They have flaws, but the merits outweigh the scales.
And nothing seemed to foretell trouble before watching 'The City... ', but after 15 minutes of watching it you clearly feel the absence of the dark, lingering atmosphere characteristic of the two aforementioned Fulci films. In principle, this can be explained as follows: the main purpose of this particular film is to shock the viewer, to arouse fear and disgust. To do this, several key points are used: 1) blood from the eyes 2) the situation with the psychic woman 3) the maggots flying into the room 4) the machine with the drill. All in all, the goal was triumphantly accomplished in due time. However, a reservation must be made here. Only ardent, orthodox trash fans will be satisfied.
I'll start with the script, which is dragged by the ears here in favor of the four episodes described above. Coupled with the repulsive dialogue, lackluster atmosphere and 'just to get away with it' acting, the film's position becomes extremely shaky. And then there are the insertions ala-Yeralash, which is simply impossible to forgive and leave unnoticed. All this action is also aggravated by the music, which is taken from the movie 'Flesh Eaters' and tastelessly remixed. In general, such a 'cocktail' is contraindicated to connoisseurs of the beautiful and fans of quality, atmospheric zombie films.
With all its negative qualities, you wait for a good ending, hoping for the best to the last. And what if everything is set in store for the ending? But hopes are shattered like glass on stones. Self-igniting zombies are all that fantasy and budget could do. And the ending to this heartbreaking story... ooh, that's just nothing, really nothing. It's an utterly inarticulate situation. Something there a boy ran out 'not in the register', there is some screaming and then suddenly everything freezes and the screen, how should I say, 'cracks'. Yeah, you don't see that kind of squalor very often. You know, it's a kind of hint from Lucio Fulci. You know, in case anyone's still wondering if it's crack or not. Lucio hits for sure, unexpectedly, at point-blank range.