The films of Lucio Fulci are an acquired taste. The Beyond (1981) is no exception. Full of non sequiturs, absurd leaps of logic, and patronising stereotypes, the constraints of plot and story acquiesce to the poetry of gory excess. A down on her luck New Yorker inherits a dilapidated hotel in Louisiana, that just happens to be sitting on one of seven gateways to hell. For me this film lacks the rawness you’ll find in Zombie Flesh Eaters (1979) but despite its failings it’s a must see for fans of the genre.
