When I was asked to do Mondo Exploito's final ever poster of the week, I felt strangely intimidated by the task. I've been lucky enough to contribute to Mondo Exploito since the beginning and it sure is sad to see it end.
Do I really need to give a preamble to this poster? Everything that is great about it SCREAMS at you without the need for critical dissection.
The poster for Sometimes Aunt Martha Does Dreadful Things is a perfect example of less is more.
The dexterity it must require to perform such a lofty high kick while wearing roller skates is something I aspire to. This poster serves as motivation toward such a future goal.
Browsing for posters suitable for 'poster of the week' status, there needs to be a certain quality that, for whatever reason, allows it to emerge from the mire. Sometimes that quality can be good and other times it can be bad. This falls into both categories.
This is one of those astonishing curiosities that boggles my mind in the best possible way. The italian poster for Massacre at Central High has literally NOTHING to do with the film and has been hilariously re-titled Sexy Jeans.
I liked this poster of the week so much that I pushed ahead with it, even when I couldn't find anything with a resolution I was comfortable with.
This is one of those posters I had to spend several minutes looking at to ensure I was definitely a part of waking life and not merely dreaming.
Combine that synopsis with the following beautiful poster and we could have one of the greatest films ever made on our hands. We don't, of course... but we could.
While the humour inherent in this poster is clearly intended given the spoof nature of the film itself, I really have to give the designer credit for executing the concept in an aesthetically pleasing way.
I really don't know what I could possibly say about a poster like this to do it justice. I am still kind of dumbfounded it exists.