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- Beth Loves Bollywood
- Cultural Gutter
- Deadly Doll's House of Horror Nonsense
- Die Danger Die Die Kill
- Fist of B-List
- Greatest Movie Ever
- Hammicus
- Memsaab Story
- Monster Island Resort
- Mysterious Order of the Skeleton Suit
- Ninja Dixon
- Permission to Kill
- Tars Tarkas
- The Horror!?
- WTF Film
The Ripper has struck again, prompting the drunk who finds the body to exclaim in his best RADA Cockney accent, “Gor blimey, the Ripper! ‘e’s done ‘er in!”
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13December 25, 2012
I Come In Peace
In at least one scene we see a Christmas tree and some garland, and I think someone mentions Christmas at some point. In my book, that qualifies this as a cherished holiday movie, like Gremlins and Die Hard
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5December 17, 2012
Scorpions & Miniskirts
If you can roll with the first five minutes, then you will probably walk away from the viewing experience with a mild sense of having been moderately entertained
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5November 29, 2012
Zombies: The Beginning
Mattei departed this mortal coil via a film that is the perfect summation of everything he ever contributed to the world of cinema
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7November 26, 2012
Dragon Lives Again
Surreal and outrageous scenarios are handled with the utmost banality of attitude, as if Chinese skinheads kidnapping Abraham Lincoln during World War II is the sort of shit that happens every day
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2November 21, 2012
Blue Movie Blackmail
If you want to see Felix Leiter from Goldfinger hopping around naked in bunny ears – and who among us can say they don’t? – this is the film for you.
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4November 19, 2012
Sinning in Sydney
After more hours than I want to count folded into the capsules that comprise coach service on most major American air carriers, I stepped into Sydney with a single thought: I needed a drink
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Assassination Games
Posted on November 13, 2012 | 4 CommentsWhat pushes this into my good graces is the fact that Van Damme is still trying, perhaps even harder than when he was at the top of the game, to make quality films -
Slam Dance
Posted on November 6, 2012 | 6 CommentsSlam Dance isn't quite a classic, but I definitely rank it as an unfairly dismissed and forgotten gem. How you feel about it depends largely on how you feel about Tom Hulce and Wayne Wang -
White Devil
Posted on November 3, 2012 | No CommentsBeam and Daniels have managed to poke a spot on me that was already sore as I am not the biggest fan of white whiskey, be it unaged white dog or simply filtered to be colorless. -
Masque of the Red Death
Posted on October 31, 2012 | 14 CommentsFrancesca he intends to press against her will into decadent royal society, which in classic style involves lots of cavorting, eating of turkey legs, mild orgies, and devil worship -
The Sound of Spying
Posted on October 26, 2012 | 4 CommentsThere were a lot of great albums made to cash in on the James Bond movies. And a lot forgettable albums, and many terrible ones. And then there were a few that were just weird. -
Death Spa
Posted on October 11, 2012 | 8 CommentsIn five minutes, you gave me Ken Foree in micro-shorts, full frontal nudity, and murder by steam room. By the time we got to the frozen flying eel, I was willing to pledge my very soul to you -
Seytan
Posted on October 8, 2012 | 2 CommentsThe special thing about Turkish pulp films is how, even at their most plagiarized, they can serve as an example of just how unique a complete rip-off can be -
Terror on Tour
Posted on October 4, 2012 | 3 CommentsOne of the first heavy metal horror films, though it draws more from the Grand Guignol stage theatrics of KISS and Alice Cooper than the pentagrams and pantyhose of glam metal -
To the Limit
Posted on October 3, 2012 | No CommentsWhen America jumped headfirst into the ocean of folly that was Prohibition, the dedicated drinkers of the United States found any number of ways to respond -
Maniac
Posted on October 1, 2012 | 4 CommentsIf exploitation cinema can be traced to a single wellspring from which all its filth and fury flows, an argument can be made that said wellspring is Dwain Esper