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)”
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)”
Here’s a movie that you’ve never heard of – Blue Vengeance. How do I know you haven’t heard of that? Well, because I hadn’t heard of it. I’m not going to say that I’m the end-all, be-all expert in weird and obscure movies – oh no, far from it. I’m just saying that before Jason Oliver, who I co-host a weekly podcast with called Film Seizure, brought it to my attention, and basically dropped it in my lap to watch, I was completely ignorant to what this movie is.
There’s no Wikipedia page for it. There is an IMDb page for this, but I’m guessing there’s a page on that site for my totally unauthorized biography movie made on a shitty, soundless Super-8 camera called Hey That Guy Over There Totally Shit His Pants! I just want to make it clear that I have indeed shit my pants a few times in life, but I haven’t in the last eight months so if you would kindly leave me alone, I’d greatly appreciate it. Continue reading “Blue Vengeance (1989)”
I have a confession to make, and I don’t think when I reveal it, I will be the only one who shares this feeling.
I freaking love Halloween III: Season of the Witch.
For some, that’s heresy. “A Halloween movie without Michael Myers?!? No, sir! I will not have it!” Well, the truth is, the original movie, a masterpiece that excelled beyond most people’s expectations, was never meant to have an entire franchise centering around lead antagonist Michael Myers. Really, John Carpenter only wanted to tell his own version of the boogey man. He and producer Debra Hill did conceive a sequel that would continue the story of Michael Myers and Laurie Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis), but when approached by Universal Studios for a third installment, Carpenter said he’d only agree to it if it was not connected to the first two films at all. Continue reading “Halloween III: Season of the Witch (1982)”
Man, I love girls dangerously exploring their own sensuality.
That’s just a simple fact. It has nothing to do with this blog. I just like it when girls get a little cuckoo over the bone. Who doesn’t?
I’m also a big fan of the Poison Ivy movies.
That has a lot more to do with this blog – and today’s entry in particular. Back in December of 2016, we looked at the second entry in this series, 1996’s Poison Ivy II: Lily, starring Alyssa Milano. A third movie came out a year later starring Jaime Pressly. For a little over a decade, the series laid dormant until a fourth film, Poison Ivy: The Secret Society, came along. Continue reading “Poison Ivy: The Secret Society (2008)”
Remember when Lindsay Lohan was, perhaps, one of the biggest young, rising stars in Hollywood? Also, she was really super hot?
Of course you do. What you probably don’t remember all that well, is that her rising star and super hot lady thing lasted an extremely short period in time. It was like a frozen moment that we all remember being at least a little longer than the one or two years that she possessed those titles. We look back on that time in which she starred in Mean Girls and had a couple really nice photo spreads in your Maxims, Details, or whatever as if we’re looking at a mosquito in amber . Continue reading “I Know Who Killed Me (2007)”
Oof magoof… Talk about your ill-advised sequels.
1975’s Jaws is a cinematic triumph in proportions never seen before. It broke box office records. It was the first, true “blockbuster”. It changed the way movies are released. Hell, it created what would become the “summer movie”.
The funny thing is, it shouldn’t have worked out the way it did. The production was a disaster with mechanical sharks used to depict “Bruce the Shark” constantly breaking down and nearly unusable to the point that direct Steven Spielberg had to become incredibly creative on how he shot the shark. The production shot at sea which caused lots of problems when unwanted boats simply drifted into frame. The film went way beyond schedule and way over budget. Continue reading “Jaws: The Revenge (1987)”
This week’s B-Movie Enema entry is celebrating its 40th anniversary this very weekend. It’s Universal Pictures’ Rollercoaster.
Rollercoaster was simply another in the decade-long string of “disaster films” that started at the very dawn of the 1970s with Airport. It became such a genre in itself that you can almost think of that as being the same thing back then as we see now with superhero movies. While the 70s were the “golden age” of the disaster flick, the genre still exists to this day. Movies featuring high drama in the face of incredible tragedy still come out in fairly high numbers. Anything that stars a relatively large cast that ends with a lot of them dead and a lot of others barely making it through whatever the disaster wrought could basically be labeled as one of these disaster films. Continue reading “Rollercoaster (1977)”