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)”

Angel 4: Undercover (1994)

Previously on B-Movie Enema…

Wait…  Oh no…

What the fuck is this shit?

No…  I…  The “Angel Collection” came with only THREE movies…  Wh-what is this?

Oh god no…

And now…  B-Movie Enema’s 175th article, Angel 4: Undercover. Continue reading “Angel 4: Undercover (1994)”

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)”

The Toolbox Murders (1978)

Bit by bit by bit… He carved a nightmare!

That’s what the promotional materials said to sell this week’s featured B-Movie Enema movie, The Toolbox Murders.  It was also marketed as a dramatization of a true crime spree perpetrated by a serial killer.  Think of it like what Tobe Hooper did with The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.  In fact, scratch that…  This movie is directly connected with The Texas Chainsaw Massacre in a much more direct way.

It’s not like anyone making The Toolbox Murders were associated with TCM.  Oh no…  This is classic exploitation sleaze that will forever connect these two movies.   You see, producer Tony Didio noticed that a second release of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre in 1977 was particularly successful.  So, he decided he wanted in on that.  He showed the movie to his writers and told them one simple thing:

“Gimme something exactly like that chainsaw movie.” Continue reading “The Toolbox Murders (1978)”

Beach Babes from Beyond (1993)

Following up on a movie I covered at the end of last year, Space Babes from Outer Space, let’s take a look at what’s likely it’s most direct influence, 1993’s Beach Babes from Beyond.

Beach Babes from Beyond comes to us from schlockmeister David DeCoteau who, quite frankly, I could have an entire spin-off blog about.  I own both this and its sequel thanks to Full Moon Features who distributes the series on DVD.  If this layered pedigree of DeCoteau and Full Moon ain’t enough for you, well…  Then the cast should also be enough to make you realize this movie is loaded with talent.  First, we have Linnea Quigley who is just a treat whenever you can see her in her prime years of the mid 80s through the mid 90s.  If that ain’t enough for ya, we have royal lineage of Joe Estevez (THE Estevez of the family), Don (who needs Patrick when you got Don) Swayze, Joey Travolta (the name speaks for itself), and the matriarchal Jaqueline Stallone.

Fucking shit, that’s some serious pedigree there. Continue reading “Beach Babes from Beyond (1993)”