Blast to the past with a grandfather of South American horror cinema José Mojica Marins, and his character Coffin Joe. It's safe to say, they don't make horror movies like this anymore. While it is a pleasant travel on a memory lane for many, it's no revelation - plot is paper-thin, and attempts at poetic artistry are laughable. There are plenty of gore, including some real body modding and piercing, which aren't as scary as they are interesting. Worthwhile just for being wretched in an old way.

Avouons le, Zé do Caixão semble plus gâteux que terrible dans cette suite. Si on peut saluer la tentative de garder une atmosphère gothique, cela marche mal dans le brésil des années 2000. Et l'ensemble manque de toute façon clairement d'inspiration.

I'll admit, I had my reservations. But just with the opening credits I turned around and had a very good feeling about it. It's got everything that was right about the originals, but now with the censors out of the way Coffin Joe is able to fully indulge himself in all of his urges. The production itself is very good with high standards. The only real problem I had in it was with Marins' own performance but overall when he's on he's on, and most of the time he's on. Highly Recommended.

Probably the director's greatest virtue, after seeing his Coffin Joe films, is both his visual imagination even on the lowest budgets, combined with his obsessions with morality and Christianity, creating potent scenes even in the most nasty of schlock films (the hallucinatory sequences in this film are exceptional by design). His films sadly suffer from the paces and their padding; this one factor alone has made his films difficult to watch even if they have merits, which is a complete shame.

Good Movie