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There's a lot of talk about seeking meaning and consistency in Fulci's films... but where does it stop?
If one scene is explained away and grudgingly accepted by detractors, they will inevitably pick fault with another.
It is a troublesome approach to indulging in 1970's/80's exploitation - if you are likely to praise, say, The Last House on the Left or I Spit on Your Grave for their "gritty realism", but are unable to accept The Beyond's world of fantastic scenarios and stretched logic then perhaps a really good drama with nasty bits is all you're after.
I think there are essentially two camps - those who don't like Fulci's refusal (or inability) to pander to his audience's logical expectations, and those who see this trait as a virtue and put it all down to wonderful over enthusiasm.
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