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This late-era Italian horror film falls somewhere near the bottom of the pile when it comes to entertainment. Ghosthouse it ain't. This shares the same lower tier as Demons 3 The Ogre and Sweet House of Horrors. I really hope I've already reviewed Demons 3...not sure I could sit through that one again.

This one has Lara Wendel being stuck up a tree and then falling into the lap of guy who marries her in his big house that somehow has a bunch of monks living in the basement who demand the blood of a virgin, namely that of Lara Wendel. If you've sat through Ghosthouse, Tenebrae, and other Wendel films and wondered if you'd ever see her naked, then this is the film for you. Also, you're not missing much.

The problem with this film is down to pacing and lack of convincing fake severed heads. Pacing seems to fluctuate from kind of creepy when peeps are trying to figure out what's going on in that house and people having domestic arguments. Fake severed heads are also a problem here as the heads involved are worse than what your six year old kid can come up with using some play-dough.

This isn't the worst 'end of era' Italian horror film (and it's nowhere near the best - check out Maya and the Spider Labyrinth) but it's one you may encounter often. If you have OCD, just get it, put it on, and let you mind drift. It's that kind of film.

The packaging for the DVD of The Red Monks displays Lucio Fulci's name rather prominently, despite the fact that he only produced the film; it's a rather desperate attempt to fool fans of Euro horror into thinking that the film's director Gianni Martucci may have been influenced by the king of Italian gore and saw fit to throw in some cheap and cheerful splatter. The truth is, however, that The Red Monks is a fairly 'dry' film, with the only carnage being a couple of crap decapitated heads; to make matters worse, it's also extremely boring.

Martucci's dull as ditch-water screenplay sees wealthy bachelor Robert Garlini (Gerardo Amato) meeting a beautiful painter named Ramona Curtis (Lara Wendel). After a brief romance, the pair marry, and Ramona moves into the family home—a sprawling castle complete with dusty passageways and dingy cellars—much to the consternation of housekeeper Priscilla.

On their first night together, Robert is called away for several hours to deal with some urgent business, but on his return, rather than rush to his bride and indulge in unbridled passion, the crazy fool rejects his virginal wife's sexual advances. This strange behaviour continues for several days, and the relationship naturally turns sour. Robert has his reasons, though: firstly, he's been getting his oats from Priscilla, but more importantly, he is ensuring that his wife is pure when the time comes for him to hand her over to the Satanic sect of Templar knights that inhabit the castle cellar.

Despite a few fun elements, including quite a bit of nudity from gorgeous star Wendel, a silly skeleton with glowing eyes, a guest appearance by one of the pipe-cleaner spiders from Fulci's The Beyond, and a 'twist' ending, The Red Monks is a monotonous and stuffy effort that I believe even the most obsessive of Italian horror afficianados will find hard to endure.

3.5 out of 10, rounded up to 4 for IMDb.

At first, I thought this was a TV effort, given the dull, flat, boring look of it all. Everything is off on it. Given that it was probably shot on video, everything is far too bright to bring out any kind of atmosphere. Plot-wise, it's ridiculous. The basis for the marriage between two vacant people hinges on her falling out of a tree because...of a tarantula...that we only see one more time. Honestly - she falls out of the tree and they cut right to the wedding. The movie plods along with cliché after cliché that they can't even be bothered to do properly. Sporadic use of hand held cameras and fish- eye lenses only confuse the issue more. To keep the budget low there are no extras. Period. This could be used to good effect with some back story but back story isn't what this is about. That is, except for a 10-15min sequence towards the end where all the "secrets" are spilled. As noted, the budgeted no money for special effects meaning no flying heads, no wounds, no gore of any kind unless you count the $1.50 they spent of fake blood in one scene. Sub par acting. Some nudity. No suspense.

I'm happy I didn't pay to see this.

I was a little disappointed after watching this film the first time, it was not nearly as scary as I thought it would be, oh well. The film is rather flat as far as the plot goes and the acting is a little wooden, though the English dubbing is not too badly done. Some of the special effects are cheap and amateurish and the ending was a little confusing(or was it just to me) and there was a little nudity thrown in for good measure. Despite its flaws though it has grown on me and I quite enjoy this film now, I really want one of those red robes! I would suggest to anyone thinking of watching this movie that you rent it rather than buy it until you have made your own mind.

A newlywed couple move into an old Italian castle.Soon the wife becomes suspicious of the husband's constant disappearances deep into the environs of their new home and decides to investigate.She discovers that in her home exists an ancient evil cult of devil worshipping monks.Descendants of the Knights Templar,this secret society of Satanists perform their diabolical rituals in the castle's catacombs and seek out the blood of virgins to complete their sacrificial killings."The Red Monks" by Gianni Martucci is a pretty boring horror film.This forgettable satanic horror is surprisingly low on gore or scares:the only saving grace of it is a decent amount of female nudity.The special effects are crude and amateurish and the performances are mediocre at their best.Give it a look only if you are a rabid Fulci completist.6 out of 10 and that's being generous.