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)”
Last week, we had ticks, now B-Movie Enema has a problem with The Bees.
It’s been a while since B-Movie Enema crossed the border to Mexico for a movie. In fact, I don’t think I’ve looked at one since The Brainiac some two and a half years ago. This time, it’s a movie that is more of a Mexican production more than a product of Mexico through and through. This movie is about some evil businessmen bringing over some deadly bees from South America and when they get loose in the United States, they start destroying society.
Because this is a B-Movie from the 70s, you better believe we have us some John Saxon and John Carradine along for the ride. Not only that! But we also welcome back Angel Tompkins as our leading lady. She appeared in one of the very earliest B-Movie Enema articles, The Teacher. She played, well, the titular teacher. Continue reading “The Bees (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)”
Welcome back to Nights of Demons Month here at B-Movie Enema. This is our month long celebration of Halloween featuring five movies that all have some sort of demonic angle or something. Last week, we looked at Lamberto Bava’s Demons that certainly got air play on cable as well as something most people in their 30s and 40s rented at the local video store. This week is another case of that.
We’ll be looking at 1990’s Demon Wind. And let’s just go ahead and get the cat out of the bag. That is a terrible title. Seriously, it sounds like something you’d call a fart. Like a really gross fart. One that lingers and slowly kills your friends one-by-one while they sleep. I’ve had a few of those so I know what I’m talking about.
My life is littered with the corpses of dead friends who succumbed to my poor dinner choices. Continue reading “Demon Wind (1990)”
Oh baby, we’re back to some sweet, sweet blaxploitation!
There are few in the sub-genre of blaxploitation that are as highly regarded as Melvin Van Peebles’ Sweet Sweetback’s Baadasssss Song. It carries the distinction of being included as part of the permanent collection of The Museum of Modern Art. It’s also the first to be labeled as “blaxploitation”. So if you want to go back to the beginning of the phenomenon, well, you can’t go back further than this. Continue reading “Sweet Sweetback’s Baadasssss Song (1971)”
This week’s B-Movie Enema comes from the dawn of the glorious decade known as the 1980s. It’s the focus of every soft rock radio station’s weekend format. It’s the predominating style of music on all mainstream movies’ soundtrack albums. It’s the decade I visit the most by far.
And because The Hearse is a 1980 horror movie, famed movie critic Roger Ebert called it an idiot plot movie. It’s his saying for a movie in which all the characters in the plot have to be idiots. Now, I’m not saying that Roger Ebert is a snob and grossly underestimates the average horror movie, but most horror movie fans like this movie. Probably because they are idiots and they really like idiot plots. Continue reading “The Hearse (1980)”
It’s been a bit since I had a good old fashioned vampire movie covered on this blog. In fact, vampires have been covered more than any other topic here at B-Movie Enema. But you know what I haven’t covered nearly enough of on this site?
Smutty smutty, sexy smut.
Yeah, I’ve had fish rape and boobies and various sexual situations and even teenage guy shenanigans. But I’ve not gone full porno. Let’s rectify (*snicker*)… that situation. Knowing I am venturing into full porno and my history with vampires, we have 1978’s Dracula Sucks, directed by Phillip Marshack and starring AVN Hall of Fame inductee Jamie Gillis. Continue reading “Dracula Sucks (1978)”
Aw shit yeah, Enamaniacs. I have a very good feeling about this week’s B-Movie Enema.
Looking back on Black Friday 2017, I excitedly took advantage of a massive sale on the Vinegar Syndrome website. One of the movies I was excited to pick up was The Muthers. The reasons were plentiful.
For one, it looked like a pretty sweet action movie with ladies takin’ over boats and blowing shit up and stuff. I felt it was likely going to have a blaxploitation slant, and I think you all know how I feel about that sub-genre. It also was starring some pretty hot ladies. I think you all know how I feel about that topic too. That’s not all, I think almost all these chicks have been in Playboy. So, there’s that too. It’s also a “women in prison” flick that was pretty popular in the 70s and into the 80s. But it allowed me to cross another thing off the ol’ checklist – Filipino sleaze. Continue reading “The Muthers (1976)”