The Devil’s Honey (1986)

Lucio Fulci…  He’s one of those Italian filmmakers that people usually will have strong opinions about.  I’m not sure if I know anyone who is just okay with his works.  He’s kind of an all or nothing type of director.  That’s not to say if you fall on the “all in” side of the fence with him you have to love every one of his movies, god knows Demonia is a real chore to get through, but you’ll likely be more than happy to watch something with his name on it just because it has his name on it.

I’ve talked about the aforementioned Demonia, Zombie, and Zombie 3(*) which all fall squarely in the horror genre.  For a guy who has dabbled in just about every genre, I feel like I owe it to him to try as many of those dabbles as possible.  With that said, let’s just dive right into his foray into the erotic thriller world with The Devil’s Honey. Continue reading “The Devil’s Honey (1986)”

Demons 2 (1986)

Strap in, kids!  It’s time to go back to Italy for some good ol’ fashioned, bonkers, what-the-fuck-did-I-just-watch horror.  Back in October, I covered Demons from 1985.  Turns out that movie became a little hit and got fans of its own all across the world.  So, just one year later, a sequel had to happen.

And, so…  It’s time to take a look at Demons 2!

Generally, I’d be a little concerned about a quick turnaround for a sequel.  Shit.  The second movie was literally released one year later in the same week as the first.  I’ve mentioned it before with Zombie how quickly that was shot and released – the film was released within 3 calendar months of production beginning.  So I know the Italians have it in them to just crank this shit out like it’s a goddamn factory owned by Henry Ford.  Also, I kind of can’t totally throw this movie into the garbage pile straight away because Dario Argento is still producing and Lamberto Bava is directing. Continue reading “Demons 2 (1986)”

Violence in a Women’s Prison (1982)

Ah…  Women in prison flicks.  I almost feel like I’m home after that literal trip through hell last week.  What’s interesting is that this movie sort of has a connection to that bonkers Bruceploitation movie.

Violence in a Women’s Prison stars Laura Gemser, an Indonesian actress who starred in a lot of Euro-trash exploitation fair.  She starred in X-rated stuff too.  This is mostly due to her playing “Black” Emanuelle.  Yeah…  Remember the “femme fatale” in last week’s movie?  Her name was Emanuelle too.  So what’s that all about? Continue reading “Violence in a Women’s Prison (1982)”

Heavenly Bodies (1984)

Every now and then…  Every so often… The stars align and I come across a movie that may be one of the most important films of our time.  If it isn’t necessarily one of “the most important” it certainly is one of the most perfect movies ever made.

Pull up a chair kiddies, and let me tell you the tale of 1984’s dance-ercize epic Heavenly Bodies.

And, besides, summer is coming – it’s time to make sure you got your beach bods ready for the sun and fun of the warmer weather!  Heavenly Bodies is about Samantha Blair, played by the incredibly cute and likable Cynthia Dale, who is an aerobics instructor at a Canadian fitness club named, well, Heavenly Bodies.  She soon finds herself in the battle of her life as she competes against one of the lead instructors at a mega fitness club chain for a spot on a local television workout show.  This brings her face-to-face with big wig bullshit and the only way for her to fight and defeat the evils of capitalism is to dance the fuck out of it. Continue reading “Heavenly Bodies (1984)”

Nightmare Weekend (1985)

Let’s get back into some good ol’ fashioned weirdo 80s horror, courtesy of Vinegar Syndrome!  I swear, 2019 should just be called “The Year of Vinegar Syndrome” for B-Movie Enema.  Looking back and ahead, I’ve got so many VS titles on my calendar, I should start asking for official sponsorship!

This time around, it is the French-produced, shot in Florida Nightmare Weekend from 1985.  Apparently, we’ve got ourselves something special here – head explosions, softcore sex, bikers, rollerskating, telepathic puppet…  And Dale Midkiff of Pet Sematary fame.  Just when I thought I would be all in with weirdo horror movie made in Florida, the weirdo horror movie of a state, you had to toss all the rest of that jazz into it, too? Continue reading “Nightmare Weekend (1985)”

Zombie 3 (1988)

Back in January I covered Lucio Fulci’s masterpiece in undead horror – Zombie.  It’s fitting that I now look at its sequel, Zombie 3.

Wait.  Lemme check something.  1.  2.  3… 4.  Gotcha.  Okay, the math checks out there.  What are those titles again?

Zombie…  Zombie 3

Oh, goddammit, it’s Italian.  Of course the sequels are all fucked. Continue reading “Zombie 3 (1988)”

Night Train to Terror (1985)

Damn you, Vinegar Syndrome

You release so many movies that I need to not only see, but also write about in near manic volume.  This time around, not only do you have me at a movie that I remember seeing constantly at video stores in the 80s and 90s, but you also have me going all in on an anthology flick.  This is new levels of villainy, VS.

But not only that, this week’s feature, Night Train to Terror, is infamously known as being among some of the hammiest and worst cinema could possibly offer.  What’s curious is that this movie isn’t without some interesting people.  There’s B-Movie awesome guy, Cameron Mitchell.  That seems pretty solid.  I’ve seen lots of his work.  There’s also John Phillip Law.  He was in Barbarella.  Together, Law and Mitchell were in Space Mutiny!  How could this possibly be bad? Continue reading “Night Train to Terror (1985)”

The Vixens of Kung Fu (1975)

We’ve got two more weeks for Blue March and you know what we need?  A vacation.  Let’s head out to the mystical Orient to get some eastern eroticism.

We start by first checking in with The Vixens of Kung Fu.

Gee.  I wonder why this one appeals to me.  Vixens.  Kung Fu.  Yup, the math checks out.  But it’s not only that, but it also has some sweet, sweet revenge.  The movie is about a young prostitute getting brutally assaulted.  She runs away and finds a secret group of hot ass kung fu masters.  They train her and she gets her revenge all in a real tidy 70-minute package.   Continue reading “The Vixens of Kung Fu (1975)”