I haven’t read any reviews for Bad Santa 2 but my gut instinct is that people hate it. I loved it. But maybe I should disclose that I loved Cop Out. I read nothing about it, saw it at the cinema, came home to read reviews and was shocked that Smith didn’t write the screenplay, and that people hated it so much. I firmly believe that comedy is kind of the only genre where critics’ opinions do not matter. Overwhelmingly critics hate a comedy film but the people love it. I also think that sequel-itis taints peoples’ opinions and its hard to not see them as soulless cash-grabs. Continue reading
From the team that brought you The Disco Exorcist comes this fucked up, demonic, nunsploitation tale that has a real Lucio Fulci vibe to it. Our story kicks off in 1999 when a kiddy fiddling priest at St. Christopher Middle School is confronted by the nuns who know what he’s been doing. Things don’t quite go as planned though and once Mother Superior is dispatched with, our errant priest does an Edgar Allen Poe and walls the nuns up in the basement! Jump to 2015 and a local church youth group come along to spend a weekend cleaning up the now derelict school. Continue reading
The Blood Shed is a horror-comedy about a hillbilly/cannibal family from New Jersey called the Bullions. Beefteena Bullion (director Alan Rowe Kelly) is turning 12, and her family are organising a birthday party for her. Beefteena is really an overweight old man, with Shirley Temple curls, Mary-Jane shoes, and a fashion sense derived from the 1930’s comic Little Lulu. Her brothers Hubcap and Butternut are just as messed up as Beefteena, and their pastimes include shooting squirrels, drinking beef broth and running around in bear and pig suits. Other family members include Papa Elvis Bullion and the catatonic Grandma Bullion.The Bullions are a bunch of murderous cannibals, with no morals or values. Continue reading
Exercise is pretty low on the list of priorities in my life. The only exercise DVDs I really enjoyed were Linnea Quigley’s Horror Workout and Warm up to Traci Lords. I know Jane Fonda was a bit of an exercise guru in the 80s and when this set arrived in the mail I thought I should give it a go. Continue reading
A small town bank in West Texas is robbed. Two gunmen, only taking low denomination bills from the cash drawers. Then another bank, the same modus operandi. A third. The robbers taking only several thousand dollars each time, but leaving no evidence, no trail. On their trail, two lawmen, tracking them across the desert.
A low budget homage to the splatter/stalker pics of the 80s from director Manny Serrano, this film has its faults, mostly due to budget restraints, but somehow it still works.
The movie kicks off with a pre-credit birthday party for a local judge whilst a mysterious ‘someone’ lurks in the bushes. When two cops (Jim and Walter) check on an anonymous call about screams at the party they stumble onto a massacre and poor old Jim gets knifed by the maniac. Roll the opening credits and we now find ourselves 10 years into the future (the 80s!) where Jim and Walter are now detectives and someone has started carving up teenagers and taking bits of them. Teenagers who are related to the original massacre victims. It seems ‘The Ripper’ is back and stalking new victims. It also seems that the town officials whitewashed the original massacre, claiming a house fire killed everyone at the party.
Former cult video store manager turned guerrilla film-maker and B film detective goes looking for the two-foot-nine James Bond of the Philippines… and it’s now a book! The Search for Weng Weng documentary is followed by a revealing talk and Q&A with author/filmmaker Andrew Leavold.
Spot Philippines (Oggs Cruz) “…a film that reveals as much of being Filipino as the life and demise of Weng Weng… The most amazing thing about The Search for Weng Weng was how it told a very Filipino story, one that is so familiar since it ponders on exploitation, missed opportunities, fortune and tragedy within show-business, but from foreign eyes… Leavold has created a masterpiece out of an obsession.”
Starting with a prologue that’s ‘Finding Bigfoot meets Mad Dog Morgan’ we find ourselves in the Australian gold-fields of 1825 where notorious bush-ranger Thunderclap Newman is about to meet his maker before we switch to the modern day and two eager treasure hunters, Jack (Shawn Brack) and Kent (Anthony Ring), who are hot on the trail of Newman’s lost stash. Continue reading
I grew up during a shit era of music where all that was on offer was nu-metal, boy/girl bands or Eminem. When I was 15 I bought a ‘Punk’ edition of NME or some-such mainstream music magazine and down the rabbit hole I went. Never Mind the Bollocks was the first punk album I ever brought and I completely fell in love with their music and Johnny Rotten.
I kind of have a love-hate relationship with unathorised DVDs. I know they are normally extremely crappy, but one of my favourite music documentaries, Metal Machine Music: NIN and the Industrial Uprising, is unathorised and is awesome. Ever since I saw it I’ve been hanging out for something just as good.