The Beech Funeral Home is the setting for a carnival of weirdness in I’ll Bury You Tomorrow. Mr. Beech’s employees, Jake (Jerry Murdock) and Corey (played by the director, Alan Rowe Kelly, in drag) are secretly running a black-market organ business. Mrs. Beech, who is gradually losing touch with reality, adds to the insanity of the situation with her hopes that their deaddaughter will come back to her.
Meanwhile at the Port Oram train station, Dolores Finley (Zoe Daelman Chlanda) — left — arrives sporting a circled ‘Help Wanted’ newspaper ad for a position at the Beech Funeral Home. At first glance she looks fairly normal, but her arrival scene is spattered with vignettes of carnage and visions of bloody body parts that could possibly be hiding in her luggage. She gets directions from the train station porter and lands on the Beech Funeral Home doorstep.
She subsequently impresses Mr. Beech with her knowledge of the funeral business and her expertise with embalming tools. Dolores seems like a perfect fit for the job and is hired on the spot even though her references are lacking. Little does Mr. Beech know, Dolores has a nasty habit of transforming into a mask-wearing (ala Paula Sheppard in Alice, Sweet Alice), slutty, schizophrenic, necrophiliac.
This film picked up a total of 6 International Film Festival Awards:
Although the premise of I’ll Bury You Tomorrow is ideal fodder for a B-movie, horror flick, it fails to provide enough momentum to push this film into the realm of “campy but cool.” I wasn’t expecting to see Oscar-quality performances or cinematic breakthroughs, but my expectations were set a bit high after reading the laundry list of awards this film garnered during its original theatrical release.
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