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Sunday, July 26, 2026

The Grapes of Death (1978) (France)

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Pesticides used on a small village’s vineyard has the adverse effect of turning said townsfolk into murderous monsters, with the wine infecting the neighboring villages as well. Bad luck that a sexy young woman is traveling by train near the area and is forced to flee when an infected goober comes aboard and slaughters her friend. She escapes into the countryside, accompanied by a moody electronic score and Jean Rollin’s usual artistic eye. Running into various infected folk, some a little better off (for now, at least) than others, the young woman fights for her life against sore-covered Frenchmen every step of the way. Plenty of pus is complimented by plenty of wandering but it all somehow works under the talented direction of Rollin. Just when it starts to bore, the viewer is greeted with a particularly atmospheric scene or a burst of graphic violence. Brigitte Lahaie shows up in a nightgown with two dogs and a case of the crazies... and that is always a good thing.



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