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I think the legend of directors like Lucio Fulci often leads to a sense of anti climax - that is to say, you hear so much talk of horror expertise but finally watching his movies just doesn't seem to satisfy many people.
I think it's better to narrow down such dubious auteurs to their specialities - with Fulci, there is the grime. Maggotty flesh, lunging rotting zombies and skin-puncturing stab wounds (usually delivered to hysterically screaming women... sorry girls) have never been more devastatingly manifested than through his more extreme films.
If you want strict coherency, scares or high art, look elsewhere.
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