Movie Review: Night of the Virgin (2016)

June 4, 2018

Written by DanXIII

Daniel XIII; the result of an arcane ritual involving a King Diamond album, a box of Count Chocula, and a copy of Swank magazine, is a screenwriter, director, producer, actor, artist, and reviewer of fright flicks…Who hates ya baby?

Uber-nerd Nico (Javier Bódalo…in an impressively cartoonish performance) is dead set on losing his virginity on New Year’s Eve…and it seems like that is precisely what will happen when he encounters Medea (Miriam Martín) a Super Coug on the prowl who invites him home to her ultra filthy, bug infested apartment (but hey, any port in a storm, amirite?). Once there he engages in awkward dancing, gets a lesson in the history of the Nepalese Goddess Naoshi, and finds a cup of period blood in the bathroom…which he tastes (all as one does). Before long, Madea’s recently estranged boyfriend, Spider (Víctor Amilibia) arrives at her door demanding entrance after being whipped into a frenzy by some fake fuckery…and there he remains as blood mixes with semen (don’t ask…but there is underwear involved) and we discover that a child must be born to Naoshi via Madea or all life will end…but that may be a bit complicated as she is starting to resemble a lump of rotten hamburger…but all may not go as expected with that pregnancy anyway!
Depraved, degenerate, disgusting…Night of the Virgin is a fright flick that is certain to satisfy gore hounds (and we’ll get back to that in abit), but there’s much more to this fright flick my dear fiends! Comprised of primarily one set and featuring three main actors, Night of the Virgin is a study of what can be achieved with a minimum of budget, but a maximum of originality. rather than the ghost or slasher romps we generally get when intentions are good but budgets are low, here we get laughs, off kilter characters (played to gloriously surreal perfection I might add) and a rich mythology that leads to an end result that can best be described as H.G. Lewis’ Bloodfeast by way of David Cronenberg; it’s a rich pageant of blood, barf, babies (of the unholy variety)…all presented with tongue planted firmly in cheek.
On the ol’ flip-flop, this is a picture that features a demon baby, so you know that tyke is going to go through some harsh treatment…so if seeing a puppet infant get put in dangerous spots makes you cringe, consider yourself well and duly warned!
To wrap it all up for ya: Night of the Virgin is one part body horror to one part ancient religious curse sprinkled with a liberal dose of humor among the horror and really shouldn’t be missed by any horror hound that likes their fright flicks as surreal as they are gore soaked!


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