The jaundiced dystopia refined across the inspired collaboration of Ripstein and Garcíadiego reached a dark zenith in their remake of Leonard Kastle's feverish 1969 cult film The Honeymoon Killers. Revealing a broken world littered with dog-eared movie magazines and tear-soaked pillows, Deep Crimson lays a wilted bouquet in tribute to the long eclipsed Golden Ages of the Hollywood and Mexican cinemas whose ardent melodramatic romanticism the film both embraces and savagely parodies. Thrown into each other’s arms by desperate loneliness and a strange brand of outrageous fortune, a comically unlikely criminal couple enacts a theatrical killing spree that brutally and systematically deconstructs matrimony, masculinity and family values en toto. Inspired by a dark strain of amor loco, Deep Crimson‘s sordid love adventure is a fascinating anti-epic torn between blackest comedy and brutal violence yet ultimately as arid, dust swept and corpuscular as the desolate Norteño landscapes that so haunt the film.