The Burning Moon (1992) * Bizarre and outrageously gory anthology of sorts from German director Olaf Ittenbach portrays violence just for the sake of violence with no redeeming values whatsoever. The first story, "Julia's Love," is about an escaped mental patient who turns out to be the nice, handsome young man Julia has started dating. It begins well, with a rather clever storyline, but later becomes nothing more than an excuse to have blood fly across the screen in every direction. The second tale, "The Purity," abandons any attempt at logic straight from the getgo and is too long and drawn out. By the end of the story, whatever plot exists is thrown out the window in a ridiculous fashion, and it's clear that Ittenbach's intentions were not to "intellectually stimulate" you, but rather to make you barf several times in a row. All of that would be fine and dandy, however, if only one could find something to like about this film. The direction is shoddy and looks as if it were filmed on a cheap camcorder. The film is in German with subtitles, so it's hard to tell if the acting is bad (and trust me, a film such as this could benefit from some truly bad acting). The music is quite poor and, saddest of them all (because it is the key reason why this movie even exists), the special effects are mediocre. Unless you like seeing gore on the screen for no reason, I doubt you will enjoy this film. However, even gorehounds will be disappointed, not by the quantity of blood but the quality. The wraparound story that ties both tales together is pitifully bad, poorly constructed, and very predictable. There is absolutely nothing to like about this film- it is so bad that it can't even be considered so bad it's good. --gasp!-- Yes, folks, it's that bad.