After stealing a truckload of gold bars, a gang of thieves absconds to the ruins of a remote village perched on the cliffs of the Mediterranean. Home to a reclusive yet hypersexual artist and her motley crew of family and admirers, it seems like a perfect hideout.I owe this one entirely to Cal, over at The Cave Of Cool (who's celebrating his birthday tomorrow), who describes the French crime thriller as reminiscent of a "neo-western noir from Italy in the '60s".
But when two cops roll up on motorcycles to investigate, the hamlet erupts into a hallucinatory battlefield as both sides engage in an all-day, all-night firefight rife with double-crosses and dripping with blood.
Reading the plot synopsis rang very, very distant bells for me, but it was Cal's sudden inclusion of the trailer and poster on his blog that has really brought it to the fore.
Based on an early '70s pulp novel by Jean Patrick Manchette (Laissez bronzer les Cadavres), I get the impression that Let The Corpses Tan is the kind of ultraviolent homage to grindhouse cinema that Quentin Tarantino loves.
It opens in select cinemas in the US on August 31.