Slow Torture Puke Chamber

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.

Lucifer Valentine delivers what the title promises he definitely warns you... Slow. Torture. Puke. Chamber. If you're not remotely into any of those things and you're not at all familiar with His work I won't advise you to watch this because you'll just be hyper critical for no reason. I am in fact into gross things far more gross than this film. Not a fan of puke play but um it was an entertaining art form. Definitely different. I loved the humiliation and degradation. The surrendering of the free will excites me considering that I am a slave. Poor acting but hey it's low budget. I loved the movie quotes they are classic.

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.

Lucifer Valentine's horror films are very generous in what they offer. Personally, I really think that the people involved in his films had a lot of fun (this is just my feeling, I have no information), that everyone enjoyed performing and building this universe.

So, what's on the agenda for the day? A direct sequel to the previous entry, with a darker and more desperate tone, but even more uninhibited and fun fantasies and gore! I insist, for me there are two sides to this film: the dark and desperate story of the characters, with Angela's self-destructive spiral - which is quite sad, we can identify in a certain way -, and the joy of "projecting" all kinds of "things" on the screen.

So, we have new naughty fantasies such as urophilia... There is a notable scene from that. If the film is rather (erotic)-pornographic in its first part, the gore comes in force in the second half. As usual, I don't want to spoil it, but know that it involves a pregnant woman, and I can say it makes for one hell of a scene! In the genre, it's a scene that pushes things to the max : it's very creative.

Generally speaking, I had a harder time following the story because it's the most psychedelic film in the trilogy (that wasn't a problem).

Like ReGOREgitated Sacrifice, it's a film that I really liked.

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.