Vividly shot, nasty and seemingly pointless. Or is it? A word from the Maestro himself. "Martin is about all the monsters of the world" says Romero "proposing that they are simply extensions or exaggerations of a certain strain in all of us. Martin concerns the varying levels of moral conscience in the human animal. Not only are the moral lines difficult to draw, but any attempt to categorize behaviours as good or evil will warp any true search for the nature of man. The moral shuffling and turns in tradition help make Martin our contemporary. If he is our own child, our primal conscience looking back at us from the center of our souls, then he is truly a dangerous creature, for then he has us all figured out, while we haven't come close to understanding him." Phew! So this isn't a sleazy flick exploiting violence against women, it's ART! Blimey, I must get a PHD to understand NECROMANTIK and what George is rabbiting on about, as well. I guess if you complain about these degrading scenes then you're against TRUTH! Like it, Centurion. Ah, Gaz, you'll say, he does kill a couple of men, too. I know, he doesn't miss a trick, does George. Long live popular art!
You know, it's a bit rich old tatty Cuda blaming Martin for everything when he let Martin deliver the groceries to the town's women folk house to house. It's a fit up, mate. You should seek immediate restituition once you've returned from the grave.