nathaxnne’s review published on Letterboxd:
Psychedelic like a migraine is psychedelic, queasy and unstable, 'City of the Living Dead' opens the Gates of Hell Under the Sign of The Hanged Priest and remains so all the way until it stops. This is a movie steeped in cosmic decay, where everything is porous, torn, bleeding out, vomited up from the deepest bowels until nothing is left but tears. Like when earthen vapours were thought to transmit disease, an ill wind coruscates Dunwich. The living dig their way upward out of trances. The dead dig their way downward to Hell, tunneling in the dirt, their movement slowed to a stop. Pray to get out alive.