Handsome young Corey Thornton (a solid performance by Michael Bendetti) inherits his father's opulent mansion in Louisiana. Corey discovers a sinister secret cult that uses winged creatures to resurrect the dead in order to do their bidding. Writer/director David Schmoeller offers a tasty evocation of the flavorsome bayou setting and makes good use of the palatial mansion main location, but the sluggish pacing, talky script, and uneventful meandering narrative make this film a rather tedious chore to watch. Moreover, this film crucially lacks the essential tension and spooky atmosphere it needs to cook the way that it should. The rushed ending likewise fails to satisfy. Fortunately, there's just enough gore, nudity, and sizzling sex to keep the picture watchable. Moreover, the cast do their best with the so-so material, with especially sound contributions from Denise Gentile as alluring witch Delores, Anjanette Comer as the melancholy and protective Mrs. Palmer, Holly Floria as enticing jail bait Diane Palmer, Robert Sampson as Corey's father, Robert Burr as distinguished lawyer Beauregard Yates, and George Kelly as menacing loon Bijou. Adolfo Bartoli's slick cinematography provides a pleasing lush look. A merely passable time-waster.

I have seen this DVD so many times and last I've seen it cheap so I thought, looks nice. And I remember it being analyzed in an old Fangoria which looks nice. But did I regret it that I bought it. Nothing really happens at all, except a lot of birds you see and I mean real birds. Denise Gentile, playing the main lead is a nice and beautiful girl to watch and I guess that was the main attraction. There is a hand flying around, reminded me of Phantasm. But take a look when it was made. 1992, really a period when horror was not done and on his lowest as it can get. This shows why. There is maybe just 5 minutes of horror in it, the rest is blah blah and seducing each other. Okay, there is a bit of nudity in it but it is all too late. And then there is the score coming right out a cheap porn flick, just even look at the guys playing at a bayou club. One song is played entirely while both main characters are trying to make love. Let's hope that the real netherworld does deliver...I should have known it being a Full Moon (Charles Band!) release.

NETHERWORLD, a Full Moon picture set in the Louisiana swamps, successfully delivers a Gothic atmosphere filled with lush vegetation, isolated manor homes, and brothels operated by voodoo sorceresses. However, thanks to a hopelessly cheesy script, the film never transcends its early-90s low-budget roots.The plot concerns a Corey Thornton, a dashing young man who has just inherited a vast estate from the father he never knew in life. While combing through the deceased's papers, he discovers that his father's last wish was to be brought back from the dead. Corey becomes obsessed with this task and seeks help from those around him: Bijou (the slobbering neighborhood idiot-savant), Diane (Southern-fried "jailbait" who actually looks to be about 25 years old), his father's lawyer (who has mysteriously deformed hands), and of course Delores (a prostitute with big hair and mystical powers).The action alternates between Corey's manor house and Tonk's, the brothel-next-door, where all the girls are named after dead celebrities...or have Marilyn Monroe and Mary Magdalene really been resurrected?! The band plays smooth jazz as passions rise and Delores casts sultry glances at everyone. Then things get weird. A hand flies out of the wall and starts killing people, whose souls become trapped inside the bodies of birds. A bird which is clearly a hand puppet screams "NEVERRRRRR!" We finally descend to the Netherworld, where the forces of evil fight for control of Corey's mind in a scene that will leave you wondering, "Oh...that was the climax?" All in all, Netherworld is a good bit of entertainment which never gets boring; however, one can't shake the feeling that if slightly more money and effort had been put into it, it could have been good instead of just adequate.

I actually thought I was in for something interesting during the first few minutes of this film, the section I'll call "the prologue". It was atmospheric and strange enough to hold some promise. Unfortunately, I kept waiting for something to happen for the rest of the movie, and very little does, except for the last 10 minutes when I finally learned what the title really means, and that I had been had, big time. This isn't scary, suspenseful or even erotic as the trailer suggested, the only positive thing I can say about it is that it's well photographed. I certainly expected more from the director of Tourist Trap and the original Puppet Master. Netherworld is an infuriating disappointment.