ReGOREgitated Sacrifice

The only thing in this movie that made me sick was the constant moving, shaking and flickering of the camera.

Basically, any no-talent hack can make such a film. All you need is a rented camera (don't worry about quality as it will be wildly spinning about non-stop anyways), some redneck pals with a couple of chubby, slutty girlfriends / sisters / cousins, a few gallons of stage blood and a quick trip to the supermarket for some assorted offal. Get everyone tanked up on JD and Budweiser and it's in the can, so to speak.

I voted 4 out of 10, as I enjoy watching slutty girls slithering around in fake blood. =^.^=

Still not very good. Having seen all of the trilogy I must say this is the best. It doesn't get any better or any more interesting so if you aren't going to watch these as a trilogy pick this one. Having to wade through piles of vomit isn't exactly fun but having to wade through piles of vomit to discern basic plot points is downright sadistic. I don't think any director is as pointedly cruel to his audience as Mr. Valentine is. Now, I'm okay with gross-out films (otherwise I wouldn't have given this a glance) and I'm okay with gross out art films (Aftermath comes to mind) but when they are good they are very very good and well this is just horrid. The stars awarded are mostly out of pity for the actors because really kudos for having the guts (no pun intended) to make this and the rest is for having the sheer audacity nay, bravery to spend years of life on making three films that are almost completely devoid of redeeming qualities save for an extremely niche audience. Not many directors would have the chutzpah to do this.

If you're reading this, then you've obviously watched the first installment of the series (or at least have a feel for what these "films" are about) so I won't try to explain them.

If you've watched the first one and think it was too sick and twisted, you might as well just forget about this one. It's much more sinister than the first and definitely more graphic. Along with all the obvious gore and vomit (the series is called "Vomit Gore") there's a certain level of eroticism with the absolutely gorgeous twins. That aspect of the film was not lost on me at all and a definite plus for the second installment.

Many people will say this is an art piece, still more will say it's nothing more than a fetish film but there are a small segment of the viewing audience that simply want an unpleasant film in their collection that's only there to cause controversy. I fall into this small category of cinephiles that simply love the strange and far out techniques used to make this film and ones like it. There's nothing to this film that gives it a social commentary (at least in my eyes). This is simply a film that pushes the boundary of viewing distaste and visceral torture.

If you wish to be pushed to the edge of what's considered cinema, these films are for you. If you can't stomach the vomit, gore, sex, violence, and almost intolerable sound, don't bother watching any of these films.

Thanks again Lucifer Valentine, you've given me a great time with your trilogy.

No plot, no character development, no story....just a bad excuse for a wack-job to put his depraved fantasy on film. If film making is regarded as an art-form, then this can be best described as a steaming pile of dog poo laid on the floor in the middle of a room in a modern "art gallery".... I'd be surprised if the person who made this didn't grow up sniffing his mom/sister's dirty underwear...,avoid this schlock like the plague. It's obvious the film maker hates women and has no other avenue of conveying this message then by paying "actors" to degrade themselves in ways even Caligula couldn't have imagined.

ReGOREgitated Sacrifice; I really like this title. It must be said that, for me, this is the film that really established the standards of the VomitGore genre. It offers a lot of pukes, and a lot of gore, but not only that.

In 1 hour, I enjoyed discovering perverse scenes, an intriguing psychedelic story, and fantasy moments, with a lot of bodily fluids.

The camera is quite unique in Lucifer Valentine's films: it's a kind of little voyeuristic being that gallops towards the scenes that attract it.

I liked the characters, some are a little repulsive or horny. The gore is awesome. To tell the truth, I would have liked there to be even more, but fortunately there is the sequel. There are some surprises that I don't want to reveal, but one scene combines vomit, gore and [...]. I won't spoil it, but it's not something you see every day, and I appreciated it.

It's the second in the trilogy, but I highly recommend starting with this one (even if it means consulting a summary of the events that occurred in the first).