El pantano de los cuervos

This movie is an absolute must see if only for one reason. The character Richard sings the coolest song ever recorded in a movie (not the best just coolest heh).

Its an insane mishmash of love and hate and you really really have to hear it to appreciate it. I've never found any piece of music in any movie as humorous as this one unintentionally was. You can check out the lyrics to the song here on IMDb they are put down as a quote for Richard but it's much funnier to actually hear performed.

If you're fan of Mystery Science Theater or RiffTrax I highly recommend downloading the RiffTrax commentary to go along with this movie it is one of the best movies for getting the RiffTrax treatment.

This is a good old horror movie from good old 1974.This one is about a mad doctor ,death is an evolution!This movie is very wierd two I do not want to spoil this so you need to see this one if your a fan of mad doc films or euro-horror you will like this one!!6.7/10

The Swamp of the Ravens - 1974 (This Film Rates a D )

The Swamp of the Ravens, a 1974 Spanish horror film, is a lackluster effort that fails to deliver on its promising premise. The story follows Dr. Frosta, a ruthless and abusive scientist who conducts twisted experiments in genetic mutations, defying his superiors' orders to cease his research. "You are all wrong if you think you are going to stop me!". Dr. Frosta's work ultimately leads to the reanimation of the dead, but the film's execution is marred by poor pacing, subpar acting, and atrocious dubbing. The script is riddled with cringe-worthy dialogue, and the characters are one-dimensional and unengaging. The film's attempts at horror are uninspired and rely on cheap shocks rather than genuine tension. The autopsy sequence is the only notable exception, but it's not enough to redeem the rest of the film. The rising of the dead is also underwhelming, lacking any real sense of dread or urgency. The Swamp of the Ravens is further hindered by its poor production values. The soundtrack is often grating and fails to complement the on-screen action. The love scenes are awkward and uncomfortable, and the inclusion of soft-core necrophilia was creepy. There are so many unrealized ideas and missed opportunities that could have made this film succeed.

This truly exemplary vomit of unbound Euro-horror weirdness is messily projected in lurid colour by fiendishly tasteless director Manuel Cano whose gruesome knack for greasy, nut-ball bonkers visuals is given ample room to groove in his grimy opus, 'The Swamp of The Ravens' (1974). While there are many grimily veiled references to Edgar Allan Poe, the film owes a huge diabolical debt to H. P Lovecraft's immortal short story 'Re-Animator'. There are also a few sinister similarities to Stuart Gordon's landmark film; especially in the eerie manner the foully 're-brained' corpses awaken in such a grammatically impaired, full-voiced fashion! Much like maestro Lovecraft's classic eldritch tale, the disgraced medic continues his doomily debased experiments with circumventing the grim finality of brain death, and perfecting his titanically troublesome elixir in a suitably Gothic locale; a mouldering, cadaver-infested swamp seemingly overrun with these truly gross-looking Raven / vulture hybrids constantly shrieking as if at the brink of some terrible agonizing death themselves! The majestically morbid and suitably weird psychedelic pan-pipe soundtrack by Joaquin Torres doing much to increase the already monumental levels of brain-tweaking oddness to vertiginous levels of delirium! (There is this one wildly incongruous montage featuring a series of especially malefic-looking stillborn babies in jaundiced pickle jars which is in delightfully bad taste!) 'The Swamp of The Ravens' is diabolically delirious, psychotronic midnight movie madness that should greatly appease the gibbering necrophiliac that lurks deep inside all of our murky synaptic folds!

In THE SWAMP OF THE RAVENS, Dr. Frosta (Raymond Oliver) is a scientist driven to reanimate the dead. Of course, this doesn't go over well with his colleagues, causing him to go rogue. Frosta's compulsion leads to several murders and an unholy necrophilia sequence.

This movie features many fetuses in jars, odd nightclub crooning, and an actual autopsy performed -in front of the cast!- in such a nonchalant, matter-of-fact way that they might as well have been carving a turkey!

Though incredibly cheap, cheeezey, and the very epitome of schlock, there's an undeniable sense of dread and bleakness to this film that defies explanation. The scene with the zombies rising from the titular swamp is unexpectedly, skin-bubbling-ly effective...