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A mad journey into the mind of the depraved!

A mad journey into the mind of the depraved!
Recommended for devolved primates only!

Tuesday, September 19, 2017


This is a weird little obscure British movie that seems more like a mainland 70s Eurotrash horror flick. Mainly because it takes place in Germany but also because it has that typical plot of a stranger(Simon Brent) in a strange village where he can't trust anyone and lots of  unexplained strange stuff happens. To be fair I have to say the crappy cheap-o DVD I watched of this was transferred directly from an old pan-and-scan VHS tape and it looks and sounds like garbage and I imagine it may have been sourced from a censored cut since it looks like whatever blood is present may have been chopped out. Even if this was in pristine condition though I'm not sure I would have a much better opinion. There's a spider goddess character(Neda Arneric) who ends up getting anyone who dares to touch her killed by spiders(of course) except I'm not sure if those scenes are just dreams or imaginary or what the hell is going on and that's the main problem with this. Also there's a pretty dumb suicidal ending which leaves things off in a pretty unexciting way. There are some creep-crawly spider hijinks and a little nude skinny-dipping but not quite enough to get excited over. AKA THE LEGEND OF SPIDER FOREST and VENOM

Italian poster! Sadly she never turns into this spider-creature in the movie:

Sunday, September 17, 2017


 I first saw this shockumentary back in the VHS rental days along with all the other FACES OF DEATH, TRACES OF DEATH etc., etc.-type videos and those all kinda blend together in my foggy memory. Just yesterday I got the opportunity to see the Japanese cut of this, which is also sometimes known under the snazzy exploitation title of VIOLENCE USA, and hear the director(Sheldon Renan) give his thoughts on making the film and what it all means to him. While this one does get lumped in with all the other shock videos that came out in the 80s I think it delves a bit deeper and hearkens back more philosophically to the mondo-movies that came out in the 60s and 70s with the main glaring exception that in this case all of the footage is actually real and mostly culled from news sources or security cameras. There is, at least in this Japanese version, a strong anti-gun bias and it all ends in a big hippie love-fest with John Lennon that kinda made me want to shoot my brains out but besides this it's a pretty compelling look at what living in a large multi-racial, easily media-manipulated western country is like when anger(or as in many cases here just insanity and/or stupidity) leads to violent outbursts. I do need to re-watch the USA cut to see all the differences besides some strange feel-good stuff with a dog playing with a Frisbee, footage of the grand canyon and a less grim-sounding Japanese narrator.

                                                                   Mexican poster!:

The perfect punk song that shows up in the film!:


 Probably the most interesting thing about this 40s gangster/crime-noir flick is that it features Jackie Gleason as one of the tough-guys in a criminal gang of bank-robbers. Having been raised on a nightly diet of HONEYMOONERS reruns it's a bit jarring seeing Ralph Kramden himself running down the police and getting into knock-down brawls with our hero character(Frank Wilcox). Mr. Gleason does turn out to not be all that bad though and has a soft spot for the titular "Lady Gangster" by the time the film credits roll, which only takes a snappy 60 minutes which is the perfect length for a fairly basic film like this. It was also pretty neat to see what turns into a 1940s version of a women-in-prison flick for a long part of it's run time which is obviously quite a bit less graphic and way more wholesome than it's 70s incarnations. An interesting watch for old-timey gangster fans.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017


 This is an early Bowery Boys flick, back when they were still known as The Dead End Kids, having to do with a boxer who gets framed for a murder and ends up on the run from the law. Claude Rains "The Invisible Man" is the detective on his trail. This earlier Dead End Kids incarnation is not as comedic as the boys would become later but they're still pretty goofy in what is mostly a pretty heavy dramatic film. This was directed by Busby Berkeley who is known mostly as a choreographer of big garish musical numbers from the 30s to the 50s but there's none of that crap here and apparently he was a fellow of many talents since this is a pretty solid epic and held my attention throughout even though it's unusually long for a 1930s movie. I guess I just dig the even more serious Bowery Boys stuff. AKA THEY MADE ME A FUGITIVE


Monday, September 11, 2017


 The great William Castle directs this cautionary tale about the perils of crank-calling. It mixes together, a very sit-com-like story of a couple of teenage girls having a sleep-over and a homicidal, kill-crazy fellow who just can't stop stabbing the ladies in his life. Joan Crawford does a pretty amazing job as the nagging older neighbor-lady in our perpetually annoyed murderer's(John Ireland) life.  The tone of this thing is a bit jarring with someone being killed one second and then some jaunty BEACH PARTY-style tune starts playing but it still somehow manages to work as an effective thriller and as a bonus I learned what the word "uxoricide" means thanks to some of the posters.
 There was a made-for-TV remake of this in the 80s but I've only read bad things about it.

                                      On a double-bill with a Vincent Price Poe flick!:

Sunday, September 10, 2017


 I suspected that this was going to be a shot-on-video piece of crap before viewing but it turned out to actually be shot on film, which seems kind of amazing to me since I can't imagine it was shown in theaters for very long anywhere. While I wasn't as disappointed as I thought I was going to be, the main flaw with this film is it's main "action" star Ivan Rogers(who also wrote the script) is a black fellow who sorta resembles comedian Steve Harvey, but only Mr. Harvey if he had been lobotomized and no longer was capable of displaying any human emotions or a sense of humor. This robot-like performance is sorta explained during the film by saying that our detective's wife had been raped and sliced up with razor-blades by the mafia leaving him a depressed shell of a man, though I'm not sure that what Mr. Rogers portrays is so much depression as it is a complete unemotional blankness. He does display some sped-up kung-fu and running skills which reminded me of DOLEMITE and the whole thing basically plays like a crappier/low-budgeted version of DIRTY HARRY. There's also a scene featuring a gang of murderous break-dancers and some brief strip-club boobs to liven things up. While it doesn't work so much as an action flick and many scenes are so dark you can barely tell what's going on, thanks to it only being available on shitty-looking VHS, the unintentional comedy is pretty epic and worth a look. AKA ONE WAY OUT


Saturday, September 9, 2017


 Before Jack Nicholson starred in the classic EASY RIDER, and went on to big Hollywood success, he was the main character in this way sleazier, more exploitation-y version of a biker flick as a gas-station attendant who quits his job and tags along with some Hells Angels. This leads to some criminal activities including some barroom brawling, police hassling, the occasional murder and driving squares' cars vehicles off the road because they drive too slow. Real-life Hells Angels leader Sonny Barger shows up for a second and apparently was a technical consultant of some sort. While some of the things that may have been considered more shocking back when this was released, like two male bikers smooching away or the whole partner swapping thing, might seem pretty mild today to the super-liberal mainstream this one still manages to be a pretty solid and watchable love-triangle story about some not-very love-filled people. The tunes could be a little more rocking but still worth a look for some classic exploitation of what might be the CITIZEN KANE of biker cinema.


                                Given a shorter, blunter title in this Italian? poster:

Monday, September 4, 2017


 While this may not be the best of Charles Bronson's 80s revenge flicks if you like one of them you probably will enjoy all of them and this one is no exception to that rule. Things start off pretty dire with a guy being tortured to death by having his nipples and genitals electrocuted by what is essentially a Joseph Mengele/Nazi-doctor-type and quickly Bronson, who was a retired hitman, springs back into action to avenge his friend. Lots of gun-fu and a little knife-fu to change things up happen. I kinda thought from the downbeat opening that this one might be a little darker than normal but it all kinda plays how you expect. To me though even typical Bronson from this period is enjoyable enough. I've only seen the R-rated version of this but there is an unrated cut with some extra bloody violence floating around which might improve things a bit.
 Raymond St. Jacques from lots of 70s blaxploitation shows up as one bad-ass henchman which is neat.

BRONSON will!:

Sunday, September 3, 2017


 Working my way through a box-set of  twelve 1970s pornos that I picked up recently this has, so far, been my favorite of the bunch. Probably due to the fact that it's from one of my favorite genres, the sleazy rape/revenge one. While it's a simple tale of a purse-snatching that quickly turns into a very consensual "rape" session which then leads to our main junkie character beating his victims face in for no good reason, it's the little grimy things that make this one stand out. The fact that the revenge is dished by an all-girl gang called The She-Devils is pretty cool though banging our villainous men silly before disposing of them doesn't seem like the worst way to go out. A tough hooker, a smack-shooting scene, shots of L.A. streets and movie marquees and a general feeling of 70s sliminess help round things out.
 There's another film from 1971 made by Dave Friedman called THE BIG SNATCH about a couple of psychos kidnapping 5 gals and doing naughty things to them that I guess I have seen since I've written about it here before but it might be time to revisit it since I have no memory of that viewing.

Sweet 70s stache!!:

Saturday, September 2, 2017


 This really boring porno version of a Hercules flick starts off with a really disgusting scene of a king eating a bunch of roasted chicken with his bare hands like a fucking slob while getting head from one of his servants who gets chicken grease all over her hair. If this isn't gross enough the king is a rather old-looking gent who never bothers to get an erection but none-the-less ejaculates very fake-looking semen. In fact there's a bunch more fake cumshots if that's your thing and more very dull sex between not particularly attractive(besides ol' Herc of course) folks, a couple of lesbians and some senior citizens to liven things up. Hercules gets taken hostage and sorta half-assed whipped and then the baddies get knifed and bear-hugged to death. Mercifully this thing only runs about 1 hour before we can get put out of our viewing misery.
 It looks like there was also a gay-porn version of this movie shot at the same time with the male cast members with the exact same title. Don't think I need to watch that one but even if you swing that way I doubt it could be much better.

                                                       Unenthusiastic sexual hijinks!:


Tuesday, August 29, 2017


 This cheapie 70s porn flick might have the most simplistic plot ever outside of peepshow loops, and even some of those may have had more story than this. This porn star from Australia named Pete Dawson has a problem with too many ladies to bang so he hides them each in a different room and humps them in tandem unbeknownst to each other. That's pretty much it until towards the end when his pal, Johnny "Wadd" Holmes(although I believe this was made before JOHNNY WADD), calls up and he invites Mr. Wadd over to lend a helping hand(or cock in this case). Spoiler alert: it all ends with all the chicks leaving our protagonist when they get a look at Holmes' giant schvonce. So I guess the moral is don't let your friend bang your gal pals if he has a bigger dick than you? Luckily this thing runs a little under an hour. Strangely it seems to go from hardcore to softcore from scene to scene and all of Mr. Holmes bits seem simulated. Mostly just a waste of time. AKA THE SWINGING PLAYBOY

                                             Holmes' giant schlong attracts all the gals!!:

Sunday, August 27, 2017

EUGENIE (1973)

 Super sleazy Eurotrash director Jess Franco makes what might be his sleaziest film ever! Not to be confused with Franco's earlier EUGENIE film from 1970 with Cristopher Lee, this French/German co-production tells the story of young Eugenie(Soledad Miranda) who follows her step-dad(Paul Muller) down the dark road of torture and murder of the innocent for kicks. Oh and  they're also lovers when they're not planning out snuff movie scenarios or chatting about how Eugenie's mom was killed by her just a little too jealous for his own good father-figure. As you may have guessed things don't exactly go smoothly for this pair of incestuous nuts. Franco here manages to mix the horror film with the erotic thriller(mostly due to star Soledad Miranda's amazing appearance) and come out with something repulsive yet watchable for fans of the offbeat and slimy. Franco himself also appears as the not-quite a hero, but not-quite an accomplice grimy little author who follows the pair around in what is either admiration or just fodder for his own stories or maybe both. Overall a fashionable slice of euro-grossness.  AKA EUGENIE DE SADE and DE SADE 2000

Saturday, August 26, 2017

MUTANT (1984)

 I'd seen this movie way back in the 80s on glorious VHS and even had a big-ass Vestron video poster of it on my wall. That didn't stop me from promptly forgetting all about it though. It's not that it's a bad film it's just that there were so many gorier and more memorably insane zombie flicks from this era that occupied my teeny brain. Like this one. Re-watching it today I couldn't help but think that this is what that GRINDHOUSE movie PLANET TERROR would be like if it you cut all of the retarded parts out of it. Even though there's not much in the way of bloody spectacle there are some cool elements here including a liquor-fueled Bo Hopkins as the sheriff, a gang of hillbilly no-goodnick bad-asses and they even dare to kill a kid which is something you rarely saw even back in the crazy 80s. There's also some stupid things the main one being why are these the sneakiest zombies(yes, I know they are technically "mutants" but they sure seem like zombies to me) ever? I mean they're supposed to be these blood-starved maniacal monsters but they hide around in the dark twiddling their thumbs until someone stumbles upon them and then they spring into action? Also it takes what seems like forever for these creatures to actually show up which is a bit of a drag.
 While there's a good chance I will forget this one again quickly I guess it's not a bad choice to rewatch it every few decades or so. AKA NIGHT SHADOWS

                                                That tag-line doesn't really make any sense!: