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)”
One of the big announcements from Vinegar Syndrome last year came as they were prepping for their big Black Friday Sale. This sale is big time stuff for people who are in more forgotten, deep cut horror and sleaze. They like to make sure they have one big title they can bring people to the site for. It makes sense, right? Your biggest event of the year, you better have something big to make it worth while.
Well, the movie they were putting all their hopes on to get that attention for their event is what I’m gonna talk about today – 1988’s Cutting Class. By all accounts, this is a tongue-in-cheek take on the common tropes of 80s slashers. It’s self-aware while not claiming to be a comedy. It came out at an interesting time too… 1988 is getting pretty late in the popularity of the horror subgenre that is the slasher. It’s not long before the 90s came in and effectively killed the “dumb kids doing dumb things and get murdered by some guy with a schtick” vibe of the routine, but fun, weekend video store rental.
What’s more, this movie happens to star a super massive, giant, Hollywood celebrity… Continue reading “Cutting Class (1988)”
Welcome to Rush Week, all you frat boys and sorority girls! I’m guessing if you are in college, you’re probably charting out which Greek organizations you want to join, based mostly on exactly which houses and which people will help you get a leg up in life later in business, social status, or even politics…
Or you are just judging it based on your class, one of your parent’s memberships, how much beer is in the house’s multiple kegs at any one time, or which house will help you score with the hotness in that sorority with all the hotness.
Maybe you’re like me and never part of a frat or sorority. You’re living vicariously through movies from the 80s, like Rush Week or Revenge of the Nerds. Maybe you were in a frat, but a loser one like Revenge of the Nerds. Or you were part of a sorority, but mostly just, I dunno… Didn’t do sexy nightie sleepovers or do constant lingerie fashion shows on a nightly basis. The point I’m trying to make is – I know women. Continue reading “Rush Week (1989)”
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)”
Ah… HorrorHound Weekend. It’s a place of wonders for me. Quite frankly, if it wasn’t for Vinegar Syndrome and Severin supplying the b-movie goodness, I could easily supply an entire year’s worth of B-Movie Enema articles by attending a single HorrorHound in either my hometown of Indianapolis or about an hour and half down the road in Cincinnati. HorrorHound and Days of the Dead are havens for gray market movies, indie horror, and even, yes, um, *cough* boot*cough*legs.
My point is, the last time I went to HorrorHound in March 2019 in Cincy, I came back with an embarrassingly large stack of movies. So, look out, 2020, B-Movie Enema will still be going strong. But for this week, we go back to 2018’s visit to Indy’s HorrorHound Weekend and a charming little table run by Scream Team Releasing. They are a little company that helps release indie horror flicks. They were selling and/or distributing The Barn (a movie I’m adding to my regular rotation of October horror to celebrate Halloween with), Dude Bro Party Massacre III, and Bong of the Living Dead. Those latter two, remember what I said about 2020…
They also shared space with this week’s feature, Pool Party Massacre. Continue reading “Pool Party Massacre (2017)”
After Blue March, I wasn’t exactly sure where to go for the next B-Movie Enema. I mean where do you go after you’ve watched five consecutive pornos from the 70s and 80s? Who or what should I feature that could possibly make you feel a little less sleazy about watching pornos for your movie review site?
Then it hit me – Brad motherfuckin’ Jones.
Yup, the Cinema Snob himself. Shit, that guy has seen waaaaaay more porn that I have. He might even argue that his entire career is owed greatly to the golden age of porn. Jones has made a handful of movies over the years – either as a writer or director or both. I could have looked at several of his credits – the hilarious Jesus, Bro! or some of his smaller budget movies like Disco or Paranoia. Ultimately, there really is only one thing I could possibly choose, the 2012 origin film of his most popular character, The Cinema Snob Movie. Continue reading “The Cinema Snob Movie (2012)”
Let’s talk about Norman J. Warren.
He’s someone who I’ve yet to really feature on this blog, but I will be correcting that big time from this point forward. He’s a British filmmaker who was always into the movies growing up. His films were often deemed part of British “New Wave” Horror. Basically, taking what Amicus and Hammer did with sexuality and gore and pushing it a little further for the end of the 70s and beginning of the 80s.
His movies are really interesting – and, in my opinion, actually fascinating and fun to watch, if not good. He seems to have ideas, even if what he starts with isn’t that groundbreaking. Want to tell a ghost story? Well, he’ll tweak it here and there and include a time element and give you Bloody New Year. Want to tell a story about an alien coming to Earth? Well, how about we throw in abuse and a lesbian couple and a sinister reason for the alien to be here and give you Prey. How about yet another alien story, but this time include impregnation and have the mother of the new alien/human hybrid become murderously protective of the monster? Yeah, we’ll call that Inseminoid. Continue reading “Terror (1978)”
You know what I haven’t had in a while? The sudden urge to kill myself out of utter desperation.
Er… I mean a Cannon Films movie. I… Um. That’s what’s I meant. Uh… Anyway, one thing that you can definitely say about the Cannon gurus Menahem Golan and Yoram Globus is that they sure think they know what people want. In the example of X-Ray (aka Hospital Massacre), they assumed we all wanted a slasher film in a hospital with a hot babe.
Their assumptions were right, but we also kind of want some sort of story that makes sense. Is that here in this movie? No? Yes? Not really? Continue reading “X-Ray (aka Hospital Massacre, 1982)”