Britain’s loudest three-piece has never been filmed with such clean sound. The bonus disc is festooned with interesting interviews and hilarious roadie stories.
Just when I think you’re done, Anchor Bay, you hit me with another pasta-land buffet of succulent splatter. My lid is off to you because not only are you releasing them, but you’re doing it right.
By one of Italy’s hottest new talents, this flick made it past American censors without any cuts, just a clunky retitle: Originally called Dellamorte Dellamore.