PETER BARK FAN CLUB

[Mark]

Ja sam toliko sludjen ovim glumcem da sam resio da postavim topik o njemu. Ubijte me ali - morao sam!

A u buducnosti bih rado vodio fan klub u Srbiji ili za  'south east europe' sa sve con-ovima negde na prolece-leto (mozda cak i Barkovim gostovanjem), majicama sa njegovim likom, casama i kalendarima...



A ko je Peter Bark ?!



To je legendarni 'klinja'  iz filma BURIAL GROUND

O njemu su rekli:

Peter Bark, the actor who played the 12-year old Michael was chosen because in Italy they were very strict when using child actors in films. It was forbidden to use them in a film with not only sex and gore, but, one that had incestuous overtones. Bark was a local 25-year old man from Rome who was small in stature and they hoped with the right make-up he would be believable as a young boy. That not only failed to happen, but he has earned cult status with true horror film fans who were at once fascinated and repelled by his old man-looking face and ridiculously dubbed voice. His scene with Mariangela Giordano made cinematic history.
Michael, is the next to bite the big one. With his weird looks, short stature, and highwater pants, he's by far the creepiest thing in the whole movie.
Actually, actor Peter Bark who plays her son was just a small adult cast for the weirdness factor.
The midget, Peter Bark (pictured above), now enjoys an international fan-base, even though this was his only movie and no one knows what happened to him after he starred in it. "What's wrong?" his character asks his mother after he tries feeling her up. "I'm your son!"
Well, the actor, does not look young enough: he just looks creepy. Anyway, he has an unhealthy fixation on his mother, one that results in one of the most awful and nasty death scenes in the history of zombie movies.
Peter Bark (not the actor's real name) is a twenty-something year old man who is cast here as a twelve or thirteen year old boy. The guy has a perversely bizarre appearance, especially with his Prince Valiant haircut and hiked up jeans. He's definitely the creepiest aspect of the whole movie.
Peter Bark, God love 'im! The scene where he's tucked up in bed, his mother checks on him and then when shes gone he opens his bug eyes to swirly psychedelic music: knockout! The actor is older than the actors playing his parents.

The best actor in the film by far is Peter Bark who is a twenty (thirty?) something that plays the role of a ten-year-old boy. This was due to child labor laws in Italy at the time and Peter Bark shines in his role of the Oedipal boy, Michael. It adds so many levels of sleaziness to the film Bianchi is to be applauded for tackling this difficult social issue.
However it has gained some notoriety for having a bizarre plot angle of a mother/son incest relationship (a freaky looking 13-year-old son at that - kids body, old man face) during which the son comes on to his mom and in later stages actually is goaded by mom to breastfeed (which results in a biting that's infamous).
Things get weirder when you see Michael, a little boy who (I guess) is supposed to be about eight years old, the actor playing him is a tiny thirty-year-old man with an oddly shaped cranium. You'd think that watching a man run around saying "mama, mama!" in a kid voice would be creepy enough, it's not.
He is actually an adult though and was cast so that the scene where he gropes his mum wasn't as shocking (imagine having a child do that for real and you can see why they opted for the "tiny" man route).
Talk of Michael brings us to the cast. Specifically to Peter Bark who plays the twisted son. Never in the history of film (or even the history of mankind in general) has such a creepy, bizarre and down right unnerving 'child' been seen! He looks like a shrunken middle aged man (with an amazingly bad bowl haircut) who has a serious heroin problem! In reality Bark was actually in his 20's!!
And Bianchi and his writer (Piero Regnoli) give him a suitably strange character in Michael as well. He is completely fixated on his mother to the point where in one scene he starts to kiss her on the lips, fondle her breasts and puts his hand up her skirt while saying "I love your breasts so much Momma", nice.
The kid, I think, is supposed to be about 10 or 12 years old... It's hard to tell because Michael is played by Peter Bark, a (then) 25-year old midget! (An actual child couldn't be cast in the role for reasons I'll get to in a moment.) Bark, unlike most "little people" seen in films and TV shows, has arms and legs more or less in proportion to his body, so from a distance he can pass as a young boy. Close up, though, with his huge eyes and very bad wig, this "child" is creepier looking than the zombies! An adult — trying to sound like a prepubescent boy — dubs Bark's voice, which only adds to the off-kilter weirdness of the character.
Peter Bark, is obviously an adult suffering from some rare condition that's inhibited his growth.

And so on...



Dakle!

A sta Vi mislite o Barku ?!

[Mark]

Jedna klasicna recenzija filma BURIAL GROUND

What follows is a recording of the group as they watch Burial Ground: Nights of Terror.

Bob: Hey peoples. This is Bob, Gary and John...
Natty: ...and Natty..
Bob: And my uncle Natty. He was in 'Nam!
Natty: (unintelligable)
Bob: Yeah, dude! hahaha, he's fucked up!
Gary: Dude, he drank all of the vodka, man!
John: Fuck, man!
Bob: Sorry guys, he's still pissed at his wife.
Natty: FUCKING BITCH (mutters under breath). I was in 'NAM! I don't
deserve this shit!
Bob: No man, you're right, man. You're a hero and shit.
Natty: I made a hut outta sticks and Charlie's bones! I lived in it for
six months and ate nothin' but fuckin' rats!
Gary: Woah, dude. That's SICK!
Natty: And I ate 'em ALIVE!

(Whole group makes gagging sounds, followed by the unmistakeable
gurgling of a water bong.)

John: Dude, I'm so hungry I could eat rats. Let's order some pizzas,
man.
Gary: We can't, dude! Natty spent all the money on booze!
John: Dude!
Bob: Sorry, man.
Gary: Well, let's watch this movie and get it over with. What's it called?
Bob: Pet Cemetary or some shit..
Gary: Nah, it's Burial Ground.
Bob: Same shit.
Natty: (yelling from a distance) I was in 'Nam, man!
Gary: Yeah, yeah. Shut him up, man!
Bob: Dude, he's hurtin!
John: Yeah, bro, but all he ever talks about is 'Nam!
Bob: It was a nasty war, man!
John: Yeah, whatever. Good for him, man. Just tell him to go to bed or
somethin'. I'm sick of...dude, what the fuck are we watching?
Gary: I told you, man! It's called Burial Ground.
John: Oh man! This is foreign!! I fuckin' hate foreign shit, man!
Bob: Hahah, the voices suck man. They don't match up at all.
John: That dude, he looks like a midget.
Bob: Nah, he's supposed to be that fine looking M.I.L.F.'s kid. Look at
those titties, man!
John: Wow, they don't waste time getting naked, eh?
Bob: See, foreign movies are good for somethin' man.
John: Yeah, until they try and tell a story. Then it all goes shit.
Gary: Dude, your uncle's pissing in the kitchen sink man!
Bob: Hey, as long as it keeps him quiet, no?
Gary: Hahahahaha
Bob: Hahahahahaha
John: Hahahahahaha
Natty: 'NAM!
Gary: Shhh, he's coming back!
Natty: What are you fucking hippies laughing at?
Gary: Uh...nothin, man. Y' know. Just...uh...laughin.
Natty: What the hell is this shit?
Bob: Uncle Natty, it's the movie we gotta watch for the wierd dude who
lives next door. He wanted us to review it for him.
Natty: Review? What, like Sickels and Egbert?
John: Hahahaha, dude. Your uncle's FUCKED!
Natty: Shut up you little hairy bitch.
John: hehheheh...dude.

(The next several minutes are silent, as I believe the group has become
stoned to the point of near-coma. There are rustling sounds as though
someone is eating crumbs from a bag of chips. Then more gurgling bong
hits.)

John: Dudes, does anyone know what the fuck is going on, man?
Bob: I think there are, like, five zombies outside or somethin.
John: Why don't they just kill them?
Bob: I dunno. I mean, they ain't movin all that fast.
Natty: Charlie moved fast.
Gary: I think they keep killin the same zombie over and over again.
Bob: You noticed that too, huh? What's up with that?
Natty: Charlie was faster than lightning. He could sneak up...
Bob: And what's with that ladie's kid, man? He, like, seems to wanna
fuck his own mother, man. That's nasty shit.
John: I think it's some Italian thing, man. This movies Italian.
Bob: How do you know?
John: Cause the dude's name who made the film is like Sponginzi or
somethin.
Bob: Spongebob?
John: Hahahah
Gary: Nah, man. It's a chick who made this. It says so on the box.
Andrea Bianchi.
John: Nah, dude, this ain't a chick movie. They show all sortsa bush and
shit. Chicks wouldn't make a movie with bush.
Natty: Imbeciles. Andrea is a guy's name in Italy. I knew one. Back in..
Gary: yeah,yeah,yeah, back in 'Nam.

(Suddenly a loud gasp!)
John: DUDE! The kid just bit off his mothers tit!!
Gary: Aww, man, this movies classic man!
Bob: I dunno. I think it sucks ass, dude.
Gary: Yeah, I mean, it sucks, but that tit-biting thing was classic.
John: When's this thing end man! It's been going on for like hours.
Natty: Hours..hmph. You don't know what hours feel like...In 'Nam.
Gary: Natty, shut the fuck up about 'Nam already! I don't even think you
were IN 'Nam! Your'e only, like, 30 man!
Natty: I look young.
Gary: Dude, yer full of shit man.
Natty: Oh really? What do you call this?

(Apparently Natty has revealed a scar of some sort.)

Gary: Dude, I got scars like that from skateboarding. That don't prove
nothin. Bob, I think your uncle's full of it, man.
John: Oh dudes, look!! They are eating that chick's head, now.
Gary: Is this movie still on? Fuck this thing. Shut it off already.
Bob: Well, we gotta review it, though.
Gary: Why? It sucks man. Just tell him it sucked and he can write it.
Bob: Well, I thought it was pretty gay.
John: I dunno, some of it was kinda funny. And they DID show bush!
Gary: True, dat. Plus the tittie-bitin was nasty as shit man.
Natty: I thought the cinematography was pretty good myself.

(silence falls across room)

Natty: What?
John: What the fuck does that mean?
Gary: I think it's got something to do with the sound.
Bob: Well, what are your...ahem...conclusions?
Gary: I give it three boxes of popcorn.
Bob: Thumbs down from me.
John: Dude, I liked it, actually. I'll give it like, an 8.
Natty: NAM!!!

(Tape clicks and ends.)

Okay, well, there you have...err..nothing. I found the DVD in better than
expected condition, along with the tape and recorder, although they did
find it necessary to wrap it up in tin foil and a roll of duct tape, apparently
to piss me off.

Thanks, guys. I think.

[Mark]

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