“GIT BACK JACK – GIVE HIM NO JIVE… HE IS THE BAAAD’EST CAT IN ’75”
Here’s a perfect example of spectacular marketing at work. I mean… You’ve got a rhyme that uses the word “jive”. Not to mentioned “bad” has two extra A’s for effect. And this fella is a cat. I like cats.
Also, this is a fuckin’ for real 1970s blaxploitation action flick with crime and racists cops and a fuckin’ pimp.
The Candy Tangerine Man is a favorite of the genre for Quentin Tarantino (becauseofcourseitis) and Samuel L. Jackson (because he’s a bad motherfucker). The former stating that the director, Matt Cimber, made some of his more favorite films. I think it is also extremely important to discuss Mr. Cimber. Continue reading “The Candy Tangerine Man (1975)”
Have you got the summertime blues? Has the heat gotten to you? Well, I’m here with a big bowl of ice cream served up from none other than the Ice Cream Man himself – Clint Howard.
The 90s saw a slew of direct-to-video horrors that seem to feature a lot of gross shit on the cover. I mean look at that ice cream cone Clint Howard is holding on the cover of that VHS box. That’s some seriously gross shit. It also featured lots of… how do I say this nicely… odd… looking… actors. Clint Howard, a man born for b-movies, Larry Drake, who very convincingly played a mentally handicapped man on TV, Warwick Davis as a Leprechaun, but not that he’s weird looking per ce, but he’s a little person, and, in the 90s, that was all it took… Continue reading “Ice Cream Man (1995)”