Contagem de Cadáveres

What a relief to find out that Ruggero Deodato is a fallible human being after all. His teen slasher BODY COUNT is the perfect pill for anyone who might make the mistake of finding him to be maybe more than human. I've read comments from people saying he is a god, a genius, a bastard, and Satan, and my advice to any/all of those who feel that way is to watch this film.

It could have been made by anybody, with only the remarkable supporting cast of Italian cult movie favorites as the selling point: David Hess, Mimsey Farmer, Charles Napier, Ivan Rassimov, John Steiner -- these are heavyweight names, so what are they doing in a disposable, formulaic and ultimately silly teen slasher movie? The answer is making a living, which is exactly what Deodato was doing as well. I would imagine he was under contract to direct a movie that would have to sell and this was what he chose to do. Anyone who has seen any three slasher horror thrillers made since 1981 or so will have a fairly easy time figuring out what is going to happen next, and if like me you've developed a taste for slightly offbeat, lower budgeted examples of the form this will prove to be somewhat more interesting than most.

Besides it's cast the best thing the film has going for it is the use of locations -- one commenter has already identified much of it as Colorado, which may be the case but certain locations will be very, very familiar to anyone who has seen a Spaghetti Western or two. I recognized a waterfall location from THE GRAND DUEL, a field of boulders from DAYS OF VIOLENCE and some patches of woods from WHITE COMANCHE, so it looks like maybe they either filmed part of this in Spain or France in addition to Colorado and edited it all together to look like a seamless shoot.

Who knows. It's wonderful to see an actor like John Steiner with that hollow, unemotional deadpan alongside Ivan Rassimov scowling at a bunch of college nitwits who are about to be chopped to bits. Deodato does deliver some good gore sequences during the butchery and the film is replete with the nudity the genre calls for, but honestly it could have been directed by just about anyone with a feel for shot composition, has none of the crackling immediacy or controversial nature of CANNIBAL HOLOCAUST, and serves as a workmanlike effort by a director who has been hailed as some sort of a demigod or agent of the Devil, depending on your sentiment.

Nope, he's just a man, and as capable as anyone of making a routine, paint by the numbers movie that is of interest because he was the one that made it. How refreshingly stupid!

6/10

Director Ruggero Deodato's BODY COUNT opens with a reference to an old legend about a shaman and a house built on an "Indian burial ground", deep in the woods. Soon enough, someone or something is butchering young people in the area.

Fast forward 15 years, and several more, wildly annoying young people head straight for the same spot, while insanely terrible theme music warbles. Enter David Hess as Robert Ritchie, the world's most intense, stressed-out man. No, really, he seems as though he could blast off at any moment! He's busy setting traps for the shaman (aka: someone in a $2 rubber mask), and glaring a lot.

Shockingly, the new bunch of young people start screaming and dying horrible deaths faster than you can yell, "Shut her up!". This movie's biggest mystery is why on earth these young idiots keep wandering into the same deserted structure. Especially since it resembles a truck stop toilet in hell.

The plot is thinner than a communion wafer, simply setting up one murder after another for no apparent reason.

WE ALSO GET: An atmosphere of overall absurdity, fake southern accents, a woman whose humongous blonde hair is a character unto itself, and Sid (Andrew Lederer), a man so irritating as to incite viewers to leap at the screen, trying to get to him before the killer does!

On the up side, there's some obligatory female nudity.

WARNING: Sid gets naked as well, going the full Monty. No, there is no god!

Deodato has certainly seen better days, and co-stars Mimsy Farmer and Charles Napier have nearly nothing to do in their roles. After watching this, the only question is: Why was this made?

P.S.- No one, and I mean no one, gives the skunk eye better than David Hess!...

In a camping area, two groups of friends simultaneously arrive to spend some days and practice radical sports. One by one is killed by a Shaman, who has been threatening the area for fifteen years.

"Body Count" is another B-movie sub-product of "Friday 13th", full of naked women and having non-original deaths. Even the soundtrack, when the killer is arriving, recalls the one of Jason. Its greatest attraction is the name of the cult Italian director Ruggero Deodato. However, it is a cheesy and slasher movie, with a silly screenplay, some beautiful breasts and naked bodies, and recommended for fans of this director only. My vote is five.

Title (Brazil): "Contagem de Cadáveres" ("Body Count")

Obs: On 22 June 2008, I saw this movie again.

Well, Body Count is as average a slasher flick as it gets. It's not a bad movie (if you like 80's slashers) but in no way is it good. The movie takes place out in a forest campground (sound familiar) where two teens are killed. Skip about 15 years later. A group of kids (teens or college kids?) decide to take a camping trip and they pick up a hitchhiker on the way who just got out of the service. He tells them they can stay at his place with his parents. His parents place just happens to be in the same forest that those murders took place in. When they all get there they are given a hole hearted welcome from service boys father (David Hess). It turns out that David Hess is a little on the angry side and is setting up traps all over the forest for a local legend called "The Shaman". Can you guess what happens with the rest of the movie? If not, go back and watch Friday the 13th.

As stupid as this movie is, it is still stand-able. The main problems are the characters are so cliché and the storyline has been done a million times. Ruggero Deodato directed this movie (Cannibal Holocaust, Jungle Holocaust) and it is hard to tell whether he was making this movie cliché on purpose or whether he was actually trying to make something original. The gore isn't even that great in the movie except for may be three or four scenes.

Nonetheless, great score by Claudio Simonetti and look for David Hess, Charles Napier and Ivan Rassimov. They all do fairly decent parts in the movie. 5/10

I first saw this in the late 80's on a rented vhs. As a kid in the 80s, the creepy vhs cover enticed me into renting this movie without any knowledge about the director. Revisted it recently. The main problem in this flick is the sheer tons of stupidity n the rubber mask.

It does boasts of lots of horror veterans, Mimsy Farmer, John Stiener, Ivan Rassimov, David Hess, Bruce Penhall and Charles Napier.

The best thing going for Body Count is the location which is definitely one of the pulling factors. The mountainous woodlands are a sight to see and have a very alienating feel that tells you that you are never safe, no matter if its daylight or night. The mountain pass, the lake n the woods r serene but creepy cos of the desolation.

Most of the kills happen in broad daylight, which i am a fan of. I hate darkly lit scenes, flickering lights n shaking cam stuff.

When i saw this for the first time in the late 80s, i enjoyed the nudity n found the kills very brutal but didn't noticed the stupidities.

Lemme point out some stupid stuff:

1)A girl is attacked by a fella n later she finds her boyfriend covered in blood but rather than running straight out in the open, she lies down on a bed...

2) A girl witnesses her boyfriend tumble down a mountain but rather checking on him or running to a populated place, she enters an abandoned bathhouse n removes her clothes....

3) The killer manages to convince a dead girl's boyfriend by jus wearing a wig. How the killer got the wig, how the killer assumed that the dead girl's boyfriend wont be able to recognize the difference in the body is beyond me. To top it all, the boyfriend ain't able to differentiate between a man n a woman's body structure.....

4) A doctor is somehow able to tell a story about a murder so fluently as if he witnessed the incident. That too, the doc tells this story to a cop who looks completely lost.....

5) The toy's significance is a big wtf....

6) The husband is aware of the wife's infidelity but he goes on with his life n his wierd obsession with the shaman n traps....

7) As audiences we r never explained how many similar masks r readily available whenever the killer wants to strike n that too outta nowhere..

8) And what's with the growling sound....