Everybody brought something home from work. Without exaggeration, but a pen, a clip, a bit 'of sheets, everybody sooner or later are taken them at home.

So we should not be scandalized if Robert does the same thing. The problem is, more than anything else, the job of Robert. Indeed, he works for the "Street Cleaner" a company that recovers, sometimes scraping from the asphalt, the corpses. So, the home of Robert is full of various offal, put in formalin.

We follow the way of irony, to mitigate the heaviness of this movie, disturbing, repulsive, even for fans of extreme horror or splatter.

But we must recognize that this German film of 1987 is a masterpiece of its genre and we must also recognize that the director Jorg Buttgereit, manages to create a great work suspended between horror, gore, necrophilia, and poetry . Yes poetry!

Starting from a great title, the German director takes us in a very heavy place as the images says,  but  very mild in the sense, removing as many words as possible, replaced by the music and telling us a real love story. He succeeds creating a film that stands out, making us forget the total craftsmanship of his work.

So "Nekromantik" has become a cult in underground cinema, a production with a very small budget and a movie starred by, by non-professional actors.

We talk about Robert and his strange collection that grow in "value" when one day he comes home with a whole body. The arrival the body will fundamentally change the relationship between Rob and his girlfriend Betty, creating a morbid relationship with the corpse. A ménage à trois on which course the director doesn't fly over. The relationship breaks down when Rob is fired and Betty runs off with her new "boyfriend" decomposed (funny to say, but to see it, believe it, is much less). Rob in despair understands that there is only one way to regain Betty, and we  see it in the very strong final scene.