Ah… Religion, iconography, and moral panic. Welcome back to B-Movie Enema all you nutty, repressed, goofballs! When coming to picking a movie that could tie into the Christmas holiday (as well as the general winter… More
It’s time to check back in with ol’ Brett Piper.
Many of you may remember that just earlier this year, his They Bite was my 150th B-Movie Enema article. It had much fanfare surrounding that momentous occasion. I had balloons. I had ice cream cake. It was good times. No one celebrated with me and I just sat there covered in balloons eating a giant ice cream cake all by myself, but, nonetheless, it was a grand time. Just sitting there. Contemplating my life. Crying into my DQ cake.
Welcome back to B-Movie Enema!
I’m glad to be returning to the films of Kevin S. Tenney. He made one of my all-time favorite horror movies ever, and he does seem to have a knack for making incredibly fun and watchable movies. Witchtrap came out a few years after his first hit, Witchboard, and a year after his second big hit on home video, Night of the Demons (the aforementioned favorite of mine). I want you all to take note of that.
Well, that’s because, in this humble blogger’s opinion, Witchtrap is an insane step backwards in quality and value compared to those other huge hits. I have my suspicions why this might be, and frankly I don’t have the power of research on my side, so I kind of have to just wing this theory. Continue reading “Witchtrap (1989)”
Oh boy, I’m pretty excited for this one.
Back in June, I attended PopCon here in Indianapolis, and this guy had a table full of posters of various sizes. He had this stack of lobby posters that he was selling for five bucks each. It’s in this stack that I found a Goldengirl poster to gift to Brad Jones, the Cinema Snob, himself, and I also found one for this movie… Chinese Hercules.
This marks the return of Bolo Yeung, billed in this movie as Yang Sze, who appeared in The Clones of Bruce Lee that I covered back in August. Bolo wasn’t just a martial artist and actor, but he was also a bodybuilder. That probably is why 1) he’s often portrayed as a giant beast and 2) is Chinese Hercules. Continue reading “Chinese Hercules (1973)”
It’s time to get back into the works of one Norman J. Warren.
Think back to earlier this year when I discussed the movie Terror. This was about a witch cursing a family that ultimately leads to both cousins having to deal with some freaky shit around them. This time around, we don’t have a set of long-lost cousins, but instead with Prey, we have a pair of lesbians that live in a remote area of England dealing with an alien with a voracious hunger.
Now, when I intro-ed Terror, I made some observations about Warren’s work. Specifically, I wanted to call out certain ideas that he would have and then mix them with other ideas to create this very strange mixture of characters or situations for his movies. In fact, allow me to quote myself from that article: Continue reading “Prey (1977)”
The other great thing about the high quality shit you get here at B-Movie Enema is that Halloween is always a bonus episode. So today, we’re getting back to our regular Friday stuff.
Here we are, one day after Halloween. I know of at least 47 movies called “Halloween” starring some dude named Freddy Michael Jason Hellraiser. I don’t know any movie ever called November First. But I do know of a movie called Snapshot.
Which is also called One More Minute.
Which also goes by the title The Day After Halloween. Continue reading “Snapshot (aka The Day After Halloween, 1979)”
Well… Would you look at that? It’s Halloween. The best month in all the world for all history and stuff is over, but on maybe one of the best days ever! What better way to celebrate than with a movie from 1986 called Trick or Treat?
In years past, B-Movie Enema celebrated Halloween by discussing Halloween: Resurrection, Halloween III, and Night of the Demons (the 2009 one). As you can see… October is pretty well liked around here. But you know what else we really like? Rock and Rollsploitation! The 80s, somehow, had a lot of people believing in demonology as an ultimate evil, so they tuned into televangelists to learn about how toys, cereal, rock and roll, and whatever else was going to lead you to damnation eternal.
Oh yeah… Rock and roll. You had people who were questioning the direction the genre was headed. Gone were the days of the 60s pleasantness, political protest, and psychedelic good vibrations. The same kids defending their love of the Rolling Stones and Beatles from parents claiming the bands were leading their daughters to sexual deviancy was now claiming their kids were being led to outright devil worship. Continue reading “Trick or Treat (1986)”
Another week, another movie I was exposed to by my brothers when I was younger – The Children!
What’s great about a company like Vinegar Syndrome is that they have a wonderful eye for obscure horror, sci-fi, and erotica. The Children came out when I was really young, and somewhere along the way, my brothers watched the movie. I sincerely doubt they saw it at a real movie theater, but I wouldn’t be terribly surprised if it played at one of our local drive-ins. However they saw it, they saw it and brought it home from the video store or recorded it on cable or something, and then I watched it.
Now, I don’t want you to believe they made me watch these horror movies when I was a wee tyke. That simply wasn’t the case. No one made me watch these horror movies. My brothers weren’t complete monsters. Nah… I could have, at any point in time, simply closed my eyes or fallen asleep while they had me strapped and chained down to the chair to make me watch these movies. Continue reading “The Children (1980)”
So here’s a movie that goes way back to my early education of horror.
I’m sure I’ve mentioned this before, but I’m the youngest of four boys. Not just am I the baby of the family, but I’m the youngest by a bunch. My brothers are 15 and 12 years older than me. I great up in the 80s, and they grew up in the 70s. My brothers who are 12 years older than me are twins and grew up on some classic 70s slasher flicks. By the time the 80s classics came along, they were seeing those movies as much as possible, but I was also heavily exposed to a couple decades of movies. Better yet, like with this week’s movie, Tourist Trap, I was exposed to what my brothers were nostalgic about as well as the new stuff.
If you think that upbringing was strange and kinda sad, I’ll have you know that I have my very own blog where I write every week about horror and exploitation movies. So… Who’s a sad weirdo now? Continue reading “Tourist Trap (1979)”