Slow Torture Puke Chamber

I am all for extreme 'horror' but is this even horror? What's the story line? There isn't one, I'm confused? Stupid 'movie' it doesn't even have a story to it, its just gore.

Slow Torture Puke Chamber (2010)

** (out of 4)

The third and final film in Lucifer Valentine's trilogy once again has Ameara Lavey returning in the role of Angela Aberdeen but we also have Hope Likens who also gets in on the puking.

I must admit that Valentine at least put his stamp on this trilogy and there's no question that he made the "vomit/gore" genre. I'm not really sure if that's something to brag about but this third film pretty much offers us the exact same thing as the first two. Does it push the limits even further? I would say no because the second film is probably the best and most vile of the bunch.

With that said, Valentine throws a few new things into the mix with the biggest having the ladies drink their own pee. This happens several different ways and it seems that the peeing is the main focus of this film but have no fear you puke fans, that stuff happens too. It happens quite a bit throughout the 77-minute running time to be exact so fans of that will be happy.

As I've said about the first two films, there's nothing I'd recommend here but at the same time there's no question that the director has delivered a vile and shocking film, which is what he intended to do.

I was sufficiently nauseated by Lucifer Valentine's ReGOREgiated Sacrifice to leave it almost nine years before attempting to complete his infamous 'Vomit Gore' trilogy. I don't think I left it long enough. It probably didn't help that I had just eaten two rounds of ham, cheese and pickle sandwiches, but Slow Torture Puke Chamber definitely had the desired effect, leaving me feeling more than a little bit queasy. Lucifer Valentine fans will no doubt take that as a recommendation.

It might be hard to believe, but this third film takes the depravity even further than before, with all sorts of revolting acts intended to have the bile rising in your throat. There's the expected regurgitation of blood and unidentifiable matter, of course, but Valentine also includes water sports (and I'm not talking about wake-boarding or surfing), insect eating, autoerotic-asphyxiation, crucifix masturbation (The Exorcist has nothing on this!), and sadomasochistic fun with a used tampon.

The performers are a variety of tattooed women who, according to a disclaimer at the beginning of the film, are in no way being forced to debase themselves on camera: apparently they do it for the kicks, which makes one wonder what kind of childhood they had to have grown up with such low self-esteem. Oh, and there's one guy who goes by the name of Hank Skinny who, in the film's bad taste show-stopper, cuts open the belly of a pregnant woman, removes her foetus, and goes where even A Serbian Film didn't dare to go.

This is one of those kinds of films that I find difficult to rate, so I won't. It's far too sick to say that I enjoyed it, but at the same time, I admire its ability to shock even my jaded soul. I also appreciate it for reminding me that, no matter where life takes me, no matter how hard it all gets at times, at least I can say I never starred in a Lucifer Valentine vomit gore movie.

It was porn, literally just porn. It's not a film or art, it's terrible. You can tell this is just some dumb man's fantasies put onto a camera, so he can wank off to it later. I watched this expecting to be scared and disturbed by gore and it didn't deliver. I was just kinda grossed out. The worst scene was at the end with a baby, which was honestly just really fricking weird. The thought that he found that erotic or whatever and probably jerked off to it is very concerning but hey ho I guess. If you're really curious then I suppose I do recommend skipping through the movie just to confirm what I've said, but trust me, it really is just porn.

It seems like almost all of the other reviewers for, well the majority of LV films, focus on the same few things. Sarcasm about how kind it is, repulsion about the things he depicts (understandable), or they act like edgy 14yo redditers who are in a competition to see whose the edgiest cringe lord.

I don't want to dedicate a ton of time to this, but someone should say SOMETHING different about it... The movies are sad. They're tragic. If you've read the reviews or even attempted to watch them and bailed don't be afraid to re-visit them, or look away and listen in. I think something can be gained from simply listening.

His films depict a lot of tragedy, and he very cleverly but immorally takes advantage of said tragedy. In this film in particular we bounce back and forth between who the woman was in the past, and who she is now. The "Actress" is now dead, she was killed in a drug trade gone bad. And if that doesn't hint his films may go deeper than "hey lets act this out!" then I don't know what does.

I believe the time lapse between "who she was" and "who she is" is only a few years... and (per a simple google or reddit search) you can find that between those years some very atrocious things may have happened between her and LV. She discusses much of her childhood, and from it you can pick if it's true or for the sake of a film. I personally believe something inbetween, and online forums seem to have evidence of that being the case... Its truly an abomination to take such a story and turn it into a "movie." But yet, what is occurring on camera is happening all around us, in every country, and every city in the world. Generation after generation.

I don't think the takeaway from his films is what he intended on it to be, but these films depict the absolute gutter of humanity, well hidden behind "omg lets make an extreme film by finding vulnerable strung out people with trauma!". I dearly hope if you enjoyed these or find yourself as someone wanting to participate (apparently a real thing yes) you find the help you need.